Thursday, July 4, 2013

Oh, yeah. The 4th of July

4 July 11

From over the ridge, chrysanthemums of fire
burst into color. One hears the pop-pop-pop
of another birthday, but the heart is flat champagne.

Who cares about freedom, and Damn King George?
Who cares about sirens out in city lights?
I've got enough to fight about right here,

the howitzer let loose inside my ribs,
the thudding ricochet from hill to hill,
from hurt to hurt. Hard birth. Hard coming to.

David Mason

And this on Literary Jukebox


  1. Well, that's about perfect if you ask me.

  2. These days on the calendar that are supposed to have so much meaning. They just don't hold a candle to real life and living it day in and day out. That's where the glory is.



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