September Twelfth, 2001 by X. J. Kennedy
Two caught on film who hurtle
from the eighty-second floor,
choosing between a fireball
and to jump holding hands,
Aren't us. I wake beside you,
stretch, scratch, taste the air,
the incredible joy of coffee
and the morning light.
Alive, we open eyelids
on our pitiful share of time,
we bubbles rising and bursting
in a boiling pot.
- 2002 -
세계무역센터가 무너지고 나서 쓰여진 시입니다..
화염속도 그렇고 82층에서 뛰어 내리는 것도 그렇고..
옵션은 두가지 뿐이니..
어떠한 선택도..정말 끔찍하네요..
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