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(Newtown, CT December 14, 2012)
Cue the half-mast flags sagging
eleven listless days before Christmas
and the entreaties to return to our senses.
It takes nearly a month, an advent calendar
of griefs, to pay homage to each of our twenty-six.
And in other towns, other states, other guns
other massacres…
The age of murder is upon us.
What is there to do but straighten our shoulders
and dip our heads for this moment of silence
efficiently, indifferently, like a cat
washing blood from her face?
Copyright 2016 Leslie McGrath
Leslie McGrath’s poetry collections include Opulent Hunger, Opulent Rage published by Main Street Rag.
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What a brilliant poet. Such a loss.
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Chilling and true
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So poignant…Thank you for that poem.
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