Strange Victory (For Veterans, Of Whom I Do Not Think Enough)
If even a spill
from a thermos
leaves a scar,
a half-”v” upon my knee–
then how can we, no matter how
insulated, not see
the lines on those
whose lives
have been hit hard
in the head, burned at more
than edges, who, giving all and
asking precious
little, we thank
with precious less.
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Another grim poem of sorts in 55 words for the G-Man. (Sorry, Galen.) This one inspired by listening to my husband talk about a very interesting, if very sad, book called Thanks For Your Service by David Finkel. Finkel writes of the difficulties faced by veterans returning from Iraq and Afghanistan. In this holiday time, please keep in mind that the U.S. still has troops in Afghanistan–it is not the troops’ fault if no one is sure what they are doing there.
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