Thursday, November 16, 2006

poem Once


Old stones settle and
once wars are themselves
laid in place never
to reconnect the
same names in battle.

(inspired yesterday by some mysterious ancient war memorial at the base of Pennsylvania Avenue, catercorner to the Willard, on the Ellipse side of the Treasury Department HQ, and at one end of the ghastly barricaded zone that used to be the pedestrian friendly heart of our nation's government)