are flat-white against an ocean, before
the plane touches down at LaGuardia
this morning? The boy soldiers
huddle around someone shot
on the ground, the raised dust
coloring their faces, clothes,
& memory the pigment of dust.
The personal becomes a vision of history which becomes a picture of the contemporary moment which moves back to the personal. It seems so easy when done with Komunyakaa's masterful touch.
[Originally published in October, 2010.]
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