The metaphor of a journey,: The metaphor of a journey, and of a journey of delivery, is well deployed here, and then smashed to smithereens in the last seven lines. While this is a rather dismal conclusion, ir does add great poignancy to the poem.
the majesty of destruction indeed:
Quite a swath of human history – lay in grief-soaked shadows.
But like a daily-used chalkboard, the ever-repeating patterns of history are often erased and forgotten… as too stark would be the truth, and too startled the student – of those ever-repeating patterns of waste… and the small few, that make their gain, from such heaps of carnage.
And “Like the first tremors of war”… the storm clouds, seem to be lumbering over the hill again.
Three separate explosions on the Nord Stream pipelines, seem to be a calling card of escalation.
Europe is now set to freeze this winter. Let us hope it’s a mild one.
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Because, otherwise, our war: Because, otherwise, our war criminals capitalize on our hatred of others. Plus, the rest of the world sees us for the hypocrites we are, when we claim to be on higher ground but shield killers from justice with our flag.
As for the odds of that happening, they are indeed small. I hold little hope. But, likewise, we can do little to stop other war criminals who run amok in super powers of their own.
Two of postpoems foremost: Two of postpoems foremost Poets have already commented so thoroughly on this poem that there is nothing left to say except that this poem operates on several levels---poignancy and prophecy, warning and observation. These are, in my opinion, the aspects of a poem that can be called major, regardless of its vertical length or the contours of its lines.
Wise words indeed. Thank you: I'm not sure why, but your comment reminds me of something Mark Twain said about his father:
'When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years'. Live and learn. Have a good one.
Your comment is very much appreciated. Thank you: Why must we do that? In my opinion, war criminals, regardless of where they be, should be removed from power when the opportunity presents itself. I agree with you that there are war criminals among us who've gotten away with their wrongdoing for far too long. They too, should be brought to justice, though realistically speaking, the chances of that happening are small.
Thank you very much for your: Thank you very much for your comment and for visiting the poem. And I am very grateful for your compliment about the final line. I am usually verbose, sometimes excessively, but that line seemed to be a good stopping place. Thanks again for the comment.
Another fine piece draped in your unique style: I love and often do use parenthesis quite freely in writing. Though that is something more common for me in letters, emails, and stories than in the more poetic way you use them. Never have you weilded this favored tool more masterfully than in Afterglow (at least not that I've read ; ) ). Your sense of timing here, to me, is perfect, and reaches an almost impossible harmonic smoothness, something that bracketed expressions normally are not quite rendered to do.
I happily wave the rocketeers good bye with you, as this has been a sort of fantasy of my own. We may or may not dream of different solutions to prevent them from coming back ; )
Lastly, I want to say, it's quite difficult, no matter how good the piece, to sign off with the best line of all, but you did just that with "since those overreaching apes..first stood upright to / grasp what was not meant to be theirs". Only, again, aided by your sidebar, generating a fair chuckle from me, at that. But never could it be better spoken than that they "grasped what was not meant to be theirs". Oh, indeed.
This, to me, is spectacular.