| from Remembering That Island | |
| Thomas McGrath (1972) | |
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... In a dream as real as war I see the vast stinking Pacific suddenly awash Once more with bodies, landings on all beaches, The bodies of dead and living gone back to appointed places, A ten year old resurrection, And myself once more in the scourging wind, waiting, waiting While the rich oratory and the lying famous corrupt Senators mine our lives for another war.
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