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Rated: E · Poetry · Cultural · #1808344
to commemorate 9/11
10 Years After

There is a swale
opposite my condo
cracked brown and parched
in dry season.
But now in wet times
it fills
water sluicing away
leaving soft, lush, grasses.

Our church has a rain garden.
A narrow depression
to carry runoff, wasted water
to make a verdant space.

Like the pools
of the Memorial
large voids,
open, visible reminders of absence.

And just like that
Eden encircles perdition.

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