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My grandfather's father, Yank drummer boy,
thought that the war was a picnic basket
until he heard the Johnny Reb's war cry
and took when they let him the B&O
back home to bury his one tin soldier
discovered later by spit polished boys
leaving the dirt and tarnish to make it
the bad guy who fought with their GI Joes.

And I remember some Beaver Cleaver
who once played Sousa on his toy bugle
draped with a '69 star spangled flag
after a one bag carry on red eye
flight to a Dover Delaware hangar
to wait for the final sleeping car home.

Inspired by Angeline's "Kate Smith Talks Back to the Mirror"

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UnderYourSpellUnderYourSpellabout 13 years ago
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I did try googling B&O but am none the wiser but I did enjoy the read for all that

AngelineAngelineabout 13 years ago
Wonderful write

It moves smoothly through generations and links them effortlessly. It is more personal in its references than other poems I've read by you. And in recognizing that it helps me understand why some people reacted the way they did to my Kate Smith poem. It's very hard to write something that even seems to take a political stance (though imo this is much more subtle about it than is my poem), and expect readers not to bring their own opinions into the mix. I think you are on the right side of the balance here, but I also can't say it's better than, say, the Grappa poem. :-)

theognistheognisabout 13 years ago
Sorry

The ? was a typo. Meant this:

"draped with a '69 star spangled flag

after a one bag carry on red eye

flight to a Dover Delaware hangar

to wait for the final sleeping car home."

Brilliant poetry.

theognistheognisabout 13 years ago
*****

?draped with a '69 star spangled flag

after a one bag carry on red eye

flight to a Dover Delaware hangar

to wait for the final sleeping car home."

Brilliant.

Five.

buttersbuttersabout 13 years ago
ok, i don't understand all the references but

the flavours still rise to the top. full of life and reminders of its counterpart.

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