Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Kenesaw Mountain


Time has erased
the blood in this place,
No trace of the brothers
Who fought one another...
shooting from anonymous
lines of smoke.

The gray morning
Turned blue.
but they never knew it.



Kenesaw Mountain, Georgia, 1864

Our three words: Erase, Trace, Meadow.

9 comments:

  1. The world is littered with such meadows.

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  2. I shudder to think how many such places there are in the UK. So many wars, so many battles.

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  3. ohhhh... straight from your words to my gut.

    Wow. SO evocative.

    THANK YOU.

    Read my 3ww here.

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  4. The last line is heart rending. Really chilling.

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  5. Fantastic and tragic enemies. There is so little real joy in victory.

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  6. Such a poignant rendition of the prompt Lilibeth and you were able to transport us into those tragic times.

    The pic helped a lot also...

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  7. Oh Lilibeth, this is just beautiful - reminded me of Sara Teasdale's "There Will Come Soft Rains".

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  8. beautiful... it is good to remember, thank you...

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