for the soldiers who died in the longest war
in American history
Memorial Day
her only son's room
quiet ... and quieter
Chen-ou Liu
My Dear Friends and Readers:
Today's Special Feature post is inspired by and reflects on the following remark:
Times Leader's May 29 Editorial: This Memorial Day, the horrors of Ukraine remind us of ongoing risks
Most Memorial Days, the relentless carnage of that war seems a dusty memory, a century-old saga bearing scant relevance in our hi-speed Internet-of-things world with big data and all-on-demand. Surely such a global conflagration cannot happen again, we comfort ourselves, there is too much at stake for everyone.
But widespread war remains very much a beast barely caged, and this year we celebrate Memorial Day with immediacy of vigilance thrown in our faces thanks to the Russian war of choice unleashed in Ukraine.
No, our troops are not fighting, at least not formally (there are Americans serving among an estimated 20,000 people who have formed an “International Legion” in Ukraine’s defense). But we play a semantic shell game if we dismiss this horror as “not in our interest.”
war dead
exit out of a blue mathematics
Sugimura Seirinshi
only american deaths count the stars
Scott Metz
Memorial Day
a layer of dust
covers the urn
H. Gene Murtha
the road
to a war cemetery
morning glories
Chen-ou Liu
war memorial --
the silence in a hand
saluting
Carole Harrison
memorial day
the parade lengthens
by a new war
Gail Oare
news of war
wrapped on a fish --
the smell lingers
Carl Seguiban
To conclude today's special feature post, I would like to share with you the following haiku about the intense fighting in the Donbas region:
scattered sunflower seeds ...
busloads of children on the road
to the border
Chen-ou
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