Poem: It’s 9/11 Day

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September 11, 2023 by John Kendall Hawkins

It’s 9/11 Day
I feel all jumpy
and June Taylor
legs-high inside.

What will Rudy say?
The road ahead’s bumpy
I miss Norman Mailer
No, I don’t, I lied

Will towers fall or sway?
Will I wake grumpy?
Vlad the Impaler
wearing Jan 6 pride?

We have lost our way,
universe all lumpy,
days grow drear and paler
as if Santa Claus had died.

Pablo Neruda, stay!
lightning cracks all clumpy
I’m a dark sea-tossed sailor.
No land ahead, I cried.
No land ahead, I cried.

John Kendall Hawkins is an American ex-pat freelancer based in Australia.  He is a former reporter for The New Bedford Standard-Times.


This content originally appeared on CounterPunch.org and was authored by John Kendall Hawkins.

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[1] ➤ https://www.counterpunch.org/author/john-kendall-hawkins/[2] ➤ https://www.counterpunch.org/2023/09/11/poem-its-9-11-day/print/