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Poetry of Provocation and Witness from Split This Rock: Poem # 15

Arguments   For the people of Iraq   consider the infinite fragility of an infant’s skull how the bones lie soft and open only time knitting them shut   consider a delicate porcelain bowl— how it crushes under a single … Continue reading

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Poetry of Provocation and Witness from Split This Rock: Poem # 14

Greetings from the War    I will greet you with flowers no matter how many bullets you bring.    I will greet you with bullets because the flowers you greet me with are from my garden.    I will greet … Continue reading

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Poetry of Provocation and Witness from Split This Rock: Poem #13

The Bomb That Fell On Abdu’s Farm The Phantoms approached, we were told, like warps in the sky, like gossip gone real, aimed in steel at the eyes of the village. All the farmers and farmers’ boys ran to the … Continue reading

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Lament for the World

Writer  Nora Gallagher shares a poem she wrote while in residency at Blue Mountain Center during September 11th, 2001.  This poem was written at the Blue Mountain Center in Adirondack State Park, a writers and artists colony on a small … Continue reading

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A Mother, A Poet

2011 Blue Mountain Center resident Frances Richey wrote this poem after visiting her son, Ben Richey, an Army captain and Green Beret, while he prepared to deploy to Iraq in the fall of 2004. It is included in her collection, The Warrior: … Continue reading

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Poetry of Provocation and Witness from Split This Rock: Poem #12

Oh Nature Today some things worked as they were meant to. A big spring wind came up and blew down from the verdant neighborhood trees, millions of those little spinning things, with seeds inside, and my heart woke up alive … Continue reading

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Poetry of Provocation and Witness from Split This Rock: Poem # 11

A Photograph (Of An Iraqi Boy on the Front Page of the New York Times) he sat at the edge of the truck (eight or nine years old?) surrounded by his family: his father, mother, and five siblings were asleep … Continue reading

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Coming Home: A poem by Joe Wheeler from the Warrior Writers workshop

A poem by Iraq War veteran Joe Wheeler from the Warrior Writers  project. Coming home Iraq was horrific. The intense searing heat that suffocated…
always.

 Being shot at. Hearing the mortar rounds 
fired at us. The waiting, for the mortar
 rounds to land … Continue reading

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Poetry of Provocation and Witness from Split This Rock: Poem # 9

LOVE AND THE NATIONAL DEFENSE If love were a dirty bomb, you could set it off in Washington and it would spread into the suburbs unseen, contaminate the air and water. People would breathe it, feed on it unknowingly and … Continue reading

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Poetry of Provocation and Witness from Split This Rock: Poem #8

Eye A rubber-coated metal bullet struck Ziad’s eye during clashes in Bethlehem. . . . His eyeball fell in the palm of his hand and . . . he kept holding it till he reached the hospital. He thought they … Continue reading

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