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david connelly
October 2008 
War Poem
Posted on Sep 28th, 2008
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Beagle
I ran across this poem recently and it really struck me:
I think about these wars we are fighting every day and I can't shake the idea that as a nation we are so removed not only from the greater conflict and what it means but from the everyday experiences of the soldiers on both sides who are fighting. This poem is from 30 years ago but still seems apt.
I read this on a recent posting on the Voices in Wartime Blog, which sprang from the Poets Against the War project.
They moved in unison
like dancers in a ballet,
the spider, twenty inches from my rifle,
the VC, twenty feet farther out, in line,
each slowly sliding a leg forward.
I let the man take one more step
so as not to kill the bug.
I think about these wars we are fighting every day and I can't shake the idea that as a nation we are so removed not only from the greater conflict and what it means but from the everyday experiences of the soldiers on both sides who are fighting. This poem is from 30 years ago but still seems apt.
I read this on a recent posting on the Voices in Wartime Blog, which sprang from the Poets Against the War project.
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