Our Wars—Their Remains¹

Forgive us Distant Wars 
For bringing flowers home.²
When they bomb other people—we protest, 
But not enough—we oppose them, but not enough: 
We (forgive us) live Happily during the War.³
Another country Burns on our phones.⁴

Politicians overhead, their 
Shadows wither the Flowers: their 
Bombs & fires paint our Gardens red.⁵
Our mighty government wants to Help everyone, 
Even if it must Kill them to do it!⁶
The sovereign nation-state has a very 
Small brain with which to think—
But tremendously powerful Claws 
To Destroy & Dismember.⁷

Shall we boast of Empire—
Where Time with Ruin sits commissioned?⁸
Who manufactures the bomb? Who pays the taxes? 
Tell me, is that Blood upon our hands?⁹
Pour we in our Country’s 
Purge each drop of us!¹⁰


¹ Carolyn Forché, Mourning
² Wisława Szymborska tr. Barańczak & Cavanagh, Under One Small Star
³ Ilya Kaminsky, We Lived Happily During the War
⁴ Ocean Vuong, Snow Theory 
⁵ Arthur Rimbaud tr. Paul Schmidt, Partisan Wary Cry
⁶ Wendell Berry, Window Poems
⁷ Lala Har Dayal Mathur
⁸ Elizabeth Barrett Browning, A Song for the Ragged Schools of London
⁹ Pete Seeger, Last Train to Nuremburg
¹⁰ William Shakespeare, Macbeth