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CAPTIONS:(1) THE TOP PICTURE: Her name is 'MYRIAD' (the opposite of "LEGION") who symbolizes in her own way the many volunteers at 'GROUND ZERO' who are supporting the police & firemen, as they go about the sad task of finding the remains of their loved ones; if you travel to the "TENT" area, you will see how they have loved & supported one another (both with food for the body & nourishment for the soul) ~ and have come from all over the country to do so!
"A Eulogy for Brooklyn".
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>> Her death hangs in the air like a broken promise,
>> As empty smiles fill the church, and faces;
>> The more we see, the more we reminisce.
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>> Our feast is set with food and wine, and bliss-
>> Full company. Home is here, and comfort,
>> But death hangs in the air like a broken promise.
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>> We can't relive the feeling, we so sorely miss,
>> That's drowned in the death of people and place,
>> For the more we will see, the more we'll reminisce.
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>> Outside the snow is falling faint, a kiss
>> On the shadow that we once knew as home.
>> But death hangs in the air like a broken promise.
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>> Our memories fall not to emptiness,
>> For we will laugh and cry to them again,
>> And the more that we see, the more we reminisce.
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>> My soul has burned like gold in a furnace,
>> And I will sigh, not one hello or one goodbye,
>> For death hangs in the air like a broken promise.
>> The more I see, the more I have to reminisce.
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>> With Love,
>> Dave
[[DAVE IS MY 4TH SON WHO LIVES IN BROOKLYN AND IN THE ABOVE POEM, TRIES TO BRING A SENSITIVITY TO THE DEATH THAT HANGS IN THE AIR IN BROOKLYN ~ WHICH ITSELF LIES IN THE VACANT SHADOW OF THE ONCE WORLD TRADE CENTER....
A more direct reflection on the September 11th disaster appeared
in a seven line poem penned by David's father, called "TOPPLINGS" ~
which reflects the poet's perspective of the WTC ~
Go to the first of two web pages:"UNPUBLSIHED POEMS"
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