Three Poems
[...]when we dragged that guy out of the hole and stood him up, and he blinked in the glare, all five feet of him covered in mud so that even his black pajamas were gray with it he didn't look like anything you'd want to kill in spite of his being a tough little shit, taking round after mo...
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Veröffentlicht in: | WLA : war, literature & the arts literature & the arts, 2023-01, Vol.35, p.1-5 |
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Zusammenfassung: | [...]when we dragged that guy out of the hole and stood him up, and he blinked in the glare, all five feet of him covered in mud so that even his black pajamas were gray with it he didn't look like anything you'd want to kill in spite of his being a tough little shit, taking round after mortar round, rocket after rocket and still firing back at us while his squad slithered through the leaves and got away. Saturday Night in Hanoi February, 2019 The Red River deepens its channel, tumbles its hoard of Chinese ivory, Legionnaire's helmets, Japanese bayonets, shells of American Helicopters, jingles the dog-tags of the fuck-happy innocents in their missing bone bags and dumps them deep off the delta of history. Doug Anderson's book of poems, The Moon Reflected Fire, from Alice James Books, won the Kate Tufts Discovery Award, and Blues for Unemployed Secret Police, from Curbstone Books, a grant from the Academy of American Poets. |
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ISSN: | 1949-9752 2169-7914 |