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This writing was accepted for publication in the 108 page perfect-bound ISSN# / ISBN# issue/book “At the Zoo” Down in the Dirt v210 (8/23) Order the paperback book:

Flying over Vietnam, 1974

Nolo Segundo

I flew,
a modern man in a steel bird,
with all the arrogance of
ancient Icarus, but my wings
did not melt nor I swoon.

I flew high, very, very high
Over Asian lands and homes,
And below me, very, very far
Down where the bombs fell
Like the rains of hell—
I saw the face of the moon.

 

[note: this poem was inspired by the memory of a commercial flight I took after a stop-over in Saigon on my way to teach in Taiwan, having taught in another war-zone called Cambodia.]

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