December 16, 2012

Aftermath

By Tony Brown

Whenever I witness your sobbing
for people you do not know 
and then see you turn back
to your affairs without thereafter
being at all changed,

I see a wind that stirs dead leaves.
I hear a breaking glacier slump into the sea
and a volcano holding back fire as a lie
is called out, then carved into
a cornerstone. 

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About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

This entry was posted on Sunday, December 16th, 2012 at 12:50 pm and tagged with meditations, poems, poetry and posted in poetry. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

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6 responses to “Aftermath”

• Mike Lewis
  December 18th, 2012 at 7:50 am

  well put. I tried to say something like this yesterday, but you are far more eloquent. Thank you, Tony.

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  • Tony Brown
    December 19th, 2012 at 4:30 am

    Thanks, Mike.

    Reply
• buzzug
  December 16th, 2012 at 2:32 pm

  Such emotion, such total empathy int his.

  Reply
  • Tony Brown
    December 16th, 2012 at 3:48 pm

    Thank you.

    Reply
• Andrew
  December 16th, 2012 at 1:36 pm

  Elegant. Not a dismissal of the unchanging ones, really, but a reminder that they’re building towers on unstable foundations.

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  • Tony Brown
    December 16th, 2012 at 1:40 pm

    I knew someone would get it. And you would have been my guess. Thanks.

    Reply

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