Tom Yossarian Joad
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Sun Nov-05-06 10:52 PM
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I still wear his jeans and dream at night and see the denim flying from his favorite jeans in bits and pieces. through the air the moisture of his blood catching the sun. as I still hold his pillow tight at night. and see his denim flying in bits and pieces. through the air the moisture of his blood catching the sun. a flick here and there sinks into the sand as I hold his daughter close each and every night and see his denim flying in bits and pieces. through the air as the moisture of his blood catches the sun. and I know he's never coming back from Baghdad and Faluja and... he'll never meet his child. his child. because tonight I saw the body parts wrapped in his favorite jeans. flying in bits and his pieces. through the air as the moisture of his blood caught the sun. and didn't let go. Tonight, I'll kiss his daughter once for him. end.
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Sun Nov-05-06 10:55 PM
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... our resident poet touches our hearts and minds once again.
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Tom Yossarian Joad
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Sun Nov-05-06 10:56 PM
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this one was hard.
It hurt.
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Sun Nov-05-06 10:58 PM
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:09 PM
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6. It is... And unfortunately, it has happened too often. |
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Sun Nov-05-06 10:59 PM
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those funeral pictures....
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:03 PM
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5. Thanks... I had to ad the graphic after your comment.... |
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:10 PM
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7. Heartbreaking poem. But he will meet his child ... |
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... in her dreams. He will be wearing denim, and they'll fly to the stars. Then he will brush the hair back from her face, and kiss her while she sleeps, just before the dawn.
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Tom Yossarian Joad
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:15 PM
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8. God, I hope so. thanks for the kick to help keep this sort of thing in the minds of |
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the people who might care about this sort of thing.
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:21 PM
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And I think there are so many who care, who cannot find the words.
I wish peace for you, also, as well as his child.
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:24 PM
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creep right into my heart - every time and I print them - and put them where many can read - peace be with you -
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:31 PM
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11. There's been some rewriting on the piece... |
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Edited on Sun Nov-05-06 11:46 PM by Tom Yossarian Joad
Don't know if it's better or worse for you. the original is in my journal at the moment. The final will be on my website if you appreciate this sort of thing.
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Mon Nov-06-06 12:29 AM
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19. Is it better or worse? |
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It is what it is. It is the truth. More startling in its imagery, sadder, somehow makes me feel closer to him although I never knew him.
I am glad you added the part about kissing his child, a positive image, however fleeting, to remind us that love survives.
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:32 PM
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12. I hope on Tuesday, that the voices that have been silenced |
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will be remembered at the polls.
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Tom Yossarian Joad
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:43 PM
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but nothing we can do can bring them back.
The damage is done.
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:40 PM
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13. as always right to the soul |
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Mon Nov-06-06 12:02 AM
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It keeps changing on me though...
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:50 PM
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Those words are so beautiful. In my mind, I also picture the Moms and Dads who lost their sons and daughters in this dreadful war, wanting to kiss their beloved child just one more time.
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Sun Nov-05-06 11:57 PM
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16. Rewrite... I wear his jeans |
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Edited on Sun Nov-05-06 11:59 PM by Tom Yossarian Joad
I wear his jeans
and dream at night
and see the denim flying
from his favorite jeans
in bits and
pieces.
through the air
the moisture of his blood catching the sun.
as
I held/hold his pillow
tight
at night.
every night.
and saw/see the denim flying
in bits
and pieces.
through the air
as the moisture of his blood caught the sun.
a flick here and there
sank/sinking into the sand
as
I hold his daughter close
each and every night
to see the denim flying
in bits
and pieces.
through the air
as the moisture of his blood caught the sun.
and I know he's never coming back
from Baghdad
or Faluja
and...
he never meet
his child.
his child.
his daughter.
because tonight I saw
the body parts
wrapped in
his favorite
Levis'.
flying
in bits and
his pieces.
through the air as the moisture of his blood caught the sun. and didn't let go.
Tonight, I'll kiss his
daughter
once
for him.
and wear his favorite jeans.
end.
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Tom Yossarian Joad
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Mon Nov-06-06 12:09 AM
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18. A kick for a major rewrite... |
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Mon Nov-06-06 12:37 AM
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21. And as soon as I post a critique... |
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My dumb ass sees the revised version.
This is excellent poetry. Evocative of things both common to all and specifically individual, it generates profound thoughts and feelings, as all truly superlative poetry should. Kudos.
K & R.
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Mon Nov-06-06 12:34 AM
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20. A bit pedantic, but undeniably powerful imagery. |
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The presentation could use a polishing or two, but I like the basic elements. e.e. cummings-esque use of visual form. Parts of it just drip down the page, particularly the refrain, but its impact is unfortunately diluted with the repetition.
DISCLAIMER: Just my $.02...
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Mon Nov-06-06 12:38 AM
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I agree, I'm still working on it. But then again, there are pieces I have worked on for 20 years.
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Mon Nov-06-06 12:39 AM
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23. I was just laying here remembering the night my daughter |
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came over at around 10 at night and knocked on the door and I opened the door and tears were streaming down her face and she was shaking uncontronably and said Mom I have to tell you something horrible and she said Bobby,my son ws dead.I told her that was impossible,I had talked to him the day before and he was fine,laughing and in a good mood.He had been under the care of the Va and had his foot cut off a few years before he died and they had put him on methadone for the pain and it killed him.It still seems like a bad dream and one that will never go away.A mother losing her child is an unbearable thing and one none of us ever get over.The tears are still flowing down my face as I write this!!!! I hope you sleep well at night george as you deserve to be destroyed for all the pain you have caused.A broken heart never heals but since you have no feelings you wouldnt know that.
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Mon Nov-06-06 12:51 AM
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I am so sorry for the pain you have had to experience... I promise you, I have stories just as painful.
Please, know that I only hope to bring others think as we have thought.
It does bring tears.
It does bring pain.
It's part of life only far too often.
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Mon Nov-06-06 02:40 AM
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26. I started to post, I HATE THOSE W BASTARDS |
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then deleted it. I hadn't read this post az chela. There are others who must be as torn as you by the war racketeers. The hate must come from compassion, I hope, for the ones that are gone and those still here -mourning.
May they lie on their death beds pondering their lives. Maybe nature will take its time reclaiming these evil evil people. I hope they come to full awareness by the moment they're gone.
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Mon Nov-06-06 02:28 AM
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25. I still wear my Dad's Army jacket. |
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It's the only thing I have.
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Mon Nov-06-06 03:40 AM
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27. The great Stephen Crane: |
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Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky And the affrighted steed ran on alone, Do not weep. War is kind.
Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment, Little souls who thirst for fight, These men were born to drill and die. The unexplained glory flies above them, Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom -- A field where a thousand corpses lie.
Do not weep, babe, for war is kind. Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches, Raged at his breast, gulped and died, Do not weep. War is kind.
Swift blazing flag of the regiment, Eagle with crest of red and gold, These men were born to drill and die. Point for them the virtue of slaughter, Make plain to them the excellence of killing And a field where a thousand corpses lie.
Mother whose heart hung humble as a button On the bright splendid shroud of your son, Do not weep. War is kind.
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Mon Nov-06-06 03:44 AM
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28. Breathtaking piece. Thanks. nt |
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Mon Nov-06-06 04:41 AM
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29. Yes my brothers and sisters... |
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Song of Napalm
After the storm, after the rain stopped pounding, we stood in the doorway watching horses walk off lazily across the pasture's hill. We stared through the black screen, our vision altered by distance so I thought I saw a mist kicked up around their hooves when they faded like cut-out horses away from us. The grass was never more blue in that light, more scarlet; beyond the pasture trees scraped their voices into the wind, branches crosscrossed the sky like barbed wire but you said they were only branches.
Okay. The storm stopped pounding. I am trying to say this straight: for once I was sane enough to pause and breathe outside my wild plans and after the hard rain I turned my back on the old curses. I believed they swung finally away from me . . .
But still the branches are wire and thunder is the pounding mortar, still I close my eyes and see the girl running from her village, napalm stuck to her dress like jelly, her hands reaching for the no one who waits in waves of heat before her.
So I can keep on living, so I can stay here beside you, I try to imagine she runs down the road and wings beat inside her until she rises above the stinking jungle and her pain eases, and your pain, and mine.
But the lie swings back again. The lie works only as long as it takes to speak and the girl runs only as far as the napalm allows until her burning tendons and crackling muscles draw her up into that final position burning bodies so perfectly assume. Nothing can change that, she is burned behind my eyes and not your good love and not the rain-swept air and not the jungle-green pasture unfolding before us can deny it.
Copyright 1988 by Bruce Weigl Reproduced with kind permission
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Mon Nov-06-06 05:12 AM
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30. Beautiful Tom Yossarian Joad n/t |
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Mon Nov-06-06 09:14 AM
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32. cut right into my heart |
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Mon Nov-06-06 09:23 AM
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33. Oh my. So sad and touching. |
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A lovely and painful poem.
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