All Our Horrific Realities: A Dirge

“All Our Horrific Realities: A Dirge”

Leigh Ward-Smith, ©2014

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“The family drew cupcakes . . . on her tiny white casket.”

Setting: Here, now.

All our horrific realities

are all horrifically ours.

Sublime in the glint of the scythe,

six-and-twenty sorrows stream into our consciousness.

Salt upon the pane.

I rage against the sloping reality

of the dying twenty-six lights.

Soon enough, the grief heaps up, pushing up mountains in the mind:

Belted welts upon the already bruised back of the world.

Somewhere, suffused cirrus,

susurring,

pregnant with hopes flung out

up,

in devastation,

confusion,

and the iciest of cyclic horrors.

And now, cracked-lip murmurings yet shunt, quick to the chest,

our hell-shocked fare-thee-wells.

I write so I can live

with the reality of our human race, this place:

We are damned, dirty apes–with angers dangerously ablaze.

Can saved Graces now retrieve the six-and-twenty,

plucked pennies from air-strings of aether,

lifted like priceless veils to reveal

the twinned treasures–survival secrets–

the weighted, waiting heart of love and its golden companion, forgiveness?

Never forget The 26.

***

Dedicated to Charlotte Bacon, Daniel Barden, Rachel D’Avino, Olivia Engel, Josephine Gay, Dylan Hockley, Dawn Lafferty Hochsprung, Madeleine F. Hsu, Catherine V. Hubbard, Chase Kowalski, Jesse Lewis, Ana Marquez-Greene, James Mattioli, Grace McDonnell, Anne Marie Murphy, Emilie Parker, Jack Pinto, Noah Pozner, Caroline Previdi, Jessica Rekos, Avielle Richman, Lauren Rousseau, Mary Sherlach, Victoria Soto, Benjamin Wheeler, Allison N. Wyatt, and all who were touched by these lives. — “Life always matters, very much”

This poem was respectfully written as a response to The Daily Post’s daily writing prompt of 26 January 2014.

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3 thoughts on “All Our Horrific Realities: A Dirge

  1. Reblogged this on Leigh's Wordsmithery and commented:

    Today, 14 December 2016, marks one of the most devastating days I’ve ever personally experienced within the range of “modern” American history. As I prepare to go volunteer in my child’s first-grade class today, I will be extra-mindful of the six dedicated teachers/staff and the 20 bright and promising children who were murdered at Sandy Hook in December 2012. And I will be doubly thankful for the educators and staff who still are preparing our children for meaningful lives. If you can, on this day or any other, please consider volunteering for or donating to these organizations:
    Sandy Hook Promise (http://www.sandyhookpromise.org/)
    Americans Against Gun Violence (http://aagunv.org/)
    Coalition to Stop Gun Violence (http://csgv.org/)
    The Brady Campaign to Prevent Gun Violence (http://www.bradycampaign.org/)
    or another anti-gun violence organization of your choice
    I will not forget, and I hope you don’t either, so that we may improve as a nation and as human beings. Following is my humble offering to commemorate those 26 souls (the poem itself is a January 2014 reblog).

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