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by madacoo
2430 days ago
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# August 6, 1945 In the Enola Gay
five minutes before impact
he whistles a dry tune
Later he will say
that the whole blooming sky
went up like an apricot ice.
Later he will laugh and tremble
at such a surrender, for the eye
of his belly saw Marilyn's skirts
fly over her head for ever
On the river bank,
bees drizzle over
hot white rhododendrons
Later she will walk the dust,
a scarlet girl
with her whole stripped skin
at her heel, stuck like an old
shoe sole or mermaid's tail
Later she will lie down
in the flecked black ash
where the people are become
as lizards or salamanders
and, blinded, she will complain
Mother you are late. So late
Later in dreams he will look
down shrieking and see
ladybirds
ladybirds
Alison Fell |
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