Tuesday, July 8, 2014

Tuesday Poem - 'A Man, Somewhere In History, Dying' by Jennifer Compton

A Man, Somewhere In History, Dying

Somebody somehow had a cache of film and a recording device.

To shoot the man sinking into the snow drift and looking up
in some Russian city under siege all those black and white
years ago.

And the light went out of his eyes, now we watch him die
and we can watch him die tomorrow, if we want to, and
the day after.

He gives his death, of hunger and cold and despair, to us.

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