Night of the Broken Glass, Revisited

Germany, 1938:
The doves fell
one by one

(and good people said nothing)

then by the millions.

 

A generation said never again:
Dante's new circle would be
safely locked behind
museum glass

 

but out of the tar pits
of our worst memories, a
new Phoenix, zombie-eyed
and screeching with
rabid pride,
finds its day.

 

Their torches reliving
the night sanity died,
the ghosts of brown shirts
are oozing from the graves,

splitting one soul into
us and them,
we and the other.

 

The spawn of the fuhrer
and hypnotized legions
in lockstep,
their boots a drumbeat,
music of the damned,

live again

 

and what we decided
was right and wrong
is now tangled up in
new debates.

 

And the doves fall
one by one.

 

And good people say nothing.

 

Patricia Joan Jones

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allets's picture

Striking Parallel

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I read 4x thru history to the last line of history repeating. Bravo write. Necessary to never forget! - ~S~
 


 

 

patriciajj's picture

Thank you for reading this

Thank you for reading this expression, which was my urgent commentary on the horror that took place in Charlottesville, Virginia. In recent days, my alarm seems even more relevant. I appreciate your support. 

S74RW4RD's picture

You can even write high

You can even write high poetry about this ghastly segment of history. 


Starward

patriciajj's picture

This was something I had to

This was something I had to do. Can't thank you enough for appreciating this. 

allets's picture

Just Reread

The clue to great poetry is rereadability. Again, so powerful read aloud, I hope you perform yr work on stages. 


 

 

patriciajj's picture

I freeze if it's in front of

I freeze if it's in front of about 20 or more people. At my father in law's funeral someone wanted me to read a poem I wrote for him, but my heart pounded wildly and I felt like I was going to either throw up or faint or both. Just couldn't. But thank you kindly for your encouragement. It means everything! 

allets's picture

Fyi

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Before every public address, that is what many speakers go thru. I did. Cold sweat, malase, icy fngers of terror. It vanishes once you get started. Try in front of mirror. Know wxactly how you r going to pronounce each line. Practice. I have been doing that lately, prep for open mic somewhere this summer.

~S~
 


 

 

patriciajj's picture

Still prefer my comfort zone,

Still prefer my comfort zone, but that's great advice. Thanks for sharing.