Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Light, Interrupted



In one season
life can

bury
its own color,

cover
every inch of ground

in death
brewed from

an age-old
malady,

leave the path covered
with skyjacked shadows

of nearly
three thousand

who died from the spread
of the disease—

but as shadows
are

light interrupted,
they are not then, nor now,

light forgotten.



© 2014 Jennifer Wagner






27 comments:

Katie Mia Frederick said...

True as long as we remember as you do here..

those lives are forever..

in light of US free..

we stay free forever as love too..

to highlight two beams of light..where love still flows....and sings the song..

of free....

Anonymous said...

skyjacked shadows - that image sticks with me - our lives can change in a year, in a month, in a heartbeat

Roslyn Ross said...

Lightly and nicely done.

Lisa A. Williams said...

Beautifully done Jennifer. You conveyed the darkness so well here, when all those lives were taken by hatred.

Anonymous said...

Fantastic - images and poem - wow!

Grace said...

Skyjacked shadows ~ I admire the subtle play of light and darkenss and such a fitting tribute to those people who lost their lives ~ Terrific response Jennifer ~

Mary said...

It is good to realize that it only takes one season for life to bury its own color. So much to think about here, in the memory of the 3000 lost.

Rajesh said...

Beautiful. Almost a prayer. May Peace be with us all.

Justin Lamb said...

This is powerful. Light will always triumph even if it gets snuffed out temporarily.

Magyar said...

Reverence. Through remembrance, strength is born. _m

Jody Lee Collins said...

Jennifer I've been trying to put my thoughts together about that day (my daughter and I were there in NYC) I'm reminded how important it is to just keep telling the stories.

Still said...

Free, the His light never contained. Yes tomorrow. And we are still free. Always.
http://www.still1.blogspot.com/2014/09/agony-in-congo.html

Wolfsrosebud said...

nice remembrance here... some of the hope is we pulled together, at least, for awhile

brudberg said...

I had hope one day it would be the end.. but it seems the malady is still spreading.

Anonymous said...

Moving tribute - and really interesting short, often one-word lines, which add to the solemnity or add gravitas to this poem. Rather like the roll-call of names...

Arathi Harihar said...

skyjacked shadows..beautiful remembrance ..Jennifer loved this

Unknown said...

moving remembrance of that tragic day... I wasn't there, but saw the 2nd plane crash live on air will always stick with me...

Kathy Reed said...

Nice remembrance as that anniversary comes around again...great response to the prompt!

Anonymous said...

Beautiful respectful tribute... so very nicely done!

ayala said...

Nice remembrance !

Claudia said...

the world held its breath when this happened... thanks for the beautiful tribute..

Tank said...

Great writing, and a moving tribute. I love how you described the shadows as light interrupted.

Susan said...

In many ways, their Light remains--differently for relatives and city dwellers than for those more distant. The illustration speaks to me too.

Wendy Bourke said...

"skyjacked shadows" - an indelible image.

RMP said...

your use of imagery is stunning...the ending perfect. this is a lovely tribute.

Sumana Roy said...

each word is so touching....

Margaret said...

Of course, this was the first image that came to my mind when I read the topic. Wonderful job with it!