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Japan MAG
May 8, 2011
I did not hear the buildings fall;
I slept straight through the roaring of the water.
Even today, after staying up late
With Diane Sawyer and a trapped cat,
I cannot comprehend the size
Of those fateful plates, or understand
How fires burned in the wake of waves.
But you are playing cello, and your
Jet-black hair is falling into your slanted eyes.
I know you wonder if your parents are alive
And though I cannot comprehend the size
Of that fateful question, I do know
I want to go with you, and hold your hand
As we walk the ruined streets of your homeland.
© Sahrash C., East Windsor, CT
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This article has 5 comments.
WistfulThinking PLATINUM said...
on Feb. 16 2013 at 10:50 pm
Reading this has brought up so many emotions. Your piece has captured a deep truth. This is very pretty.
beautifulspirit PLATINUM said...
on Mar. 6 2012 at 7:07 pm
This poem just flows with empathy and sentiment. What happened to Japan was tragic.
IamtheshyStargirl PLATINUM said...
on Sep. 15 2011 at 5:19 pm
Oh, quietly, tenderly gorgeous. I can read the tears.
