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Click hereMy wife put her in it. So what am I going to do, call my wife a liar?
—David Greenglass, speaking of his wife Ruth and sister Ethel
Wired for her one-way trip
into the locked room of forgetfulness,
did Ethel wonder
about that damn Remington,
whether its keystrokes had captured
a new and brilliant sun? Or rather why
Ruth's children would know parents
but her own, none?
Survivor Poetry Contest
Trigger 33, Poet's Choice (Free Verse)
This is a truly great poem. It delivers whilst still maintaining it's mystique. I like the fact that it remains open for the reader to insert themselves into it. Bravo.