Let there be
LIGHT!
Above Siberian trees
in the summer of 1906
there was such LIGHT!
It blew the shit
out of the trees
and left smashed
matchwood
like a bitch-slap welt
on the face of Mother Russia.
Was it a portent
of the slaughter
begun by the light that killed
Franz Ferdinand
on the streets of Sarajevo?
Tsara bomba
prefiguring Hiroshima?
The same light that killed
the dinosaurs?
The light that
blinds, disinfects,
destroys
and creates
everything?
A contest entry
- Picture inspiration by crazymomma.
400 points, ended November 5, 2008, 40 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
How soon did you see the train?
Comments
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Wow!
Powerful - and thought-provoking. Great poem, good use of poetic devises to punch the question.
I had to look up the reference to Tanguska - I had been aware of the explosion, but had thought it a meteor strike. Now I wonder exactly what it was, and whether we will ever know.
Your poem also raises questions for me about knowledge, and the world around us. As if learning is just combining in different ways, the ingredients that have always existed.
A fine response to the prompt picture.
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