The Great Figure
Among the rain
and lights
I saw the figure 5
in gold
on a red
firetruck
moving
with weight and urgency
tense
unheeded
to gong clangs
siren howls
and wheels rumbling
through the dark city.

The first of the World Trade Center towers to collapse comes down.

William Carlos Williams

I chose this poem for my blog tonight - just hours away from the 5 year anniversary of the attacks on the Twin Towers - so that we might not forget, and so that another nightmare such as this will never visit our dreams again - The poem needs no further interpretation.

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