Today's poem was written by Ukrainian poet Ilya Kaminsky. Born in Odessa in 1997, he came to the US in 1993. I'll let you draw your own conclusions, but I would hope that none of us can live happily through any war, even if we are not being actively bombed ourselves, trying to get out of a bombed hospital, or huddled in the subway trying to avoid bombs.
We Lived Happily During the War
by Ilya Kaminsky
And when they bombed other people’s houses, we
protested
but not enough, we opposed them but not
enough. I was
in my bed, around my bed America
was falling: invisible house by invisible house by invisible house.
I took a chair outside and watched the sun.
In the sixth month
of a disastrous reign in the house of money
in the street of money in the city of money in the country of money,
our great country of money, we (forgive us)
lived happily during the war.
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Kaminsky, Ilya. "We Lived Happily During the War." Poetry International, 2013, https://www.poetryinternational.org.
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My wish for all: mindfulness, good health, the cessation of war, along with some poetry as the week winds down.
This poem reminds me of the expression "follow the money". It truly can be the root of all evil when it's wielded as a weapon.
ReplyDeleteWell chosen, Bonny.
ReplyDeleteOoof.... these words ring true today as well. I have been immersed in poetry to try and stay sane this week. Thank you so much for these very poignant words from Ilya Kaminsky.
ReplyDeleteWow! Pretty powerful stuff here.
ReplyDeleteoh my goodness, what a poem and for the now times especially! I am heartbroken on what that country is going through.
ReplyDeleteWhat a perfect poem to share right now. My heart just . . . hurts. XO
ReplyDeleteThis poem seems very familiar, so I must have read it before, but I'm happy to read it again. It's really spot on. These days, it's all about the money.
ReplyDeleteHmmm, I think this war is about much more than money. Power, ego, legacy, the list goes on. Perfect poem to contemplate the present situation. Thank you for your wishes, I hope they come true for all the people who are suffering so badly. Happy Weekend, Bonny.
ReplyDeleteOh man. "(forgive us)"
ReplyDeletethe poem is very poignant. Dark times at the moment
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting poem for the time we are living in. I wonder if the poet is making a comment on the role that money plays in the manufacturing and maintaining a military complex. It is also interesting to see how the poem speaks differently to different readers. It reminds me a bit of Jane Hirshfield's "Let Them Not Say."
ReplyDeletewhoa. gut punch. thank you for sharing ... and making me think.
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