Sep 11, 2013

Potted Marigolds

The Statue of Liberty Weeps - Sept 12, 2001
Mike Lukovich, Atlanta Journal Constitution 

 Potted Marigolds 

Tongues swelling, clothes melting
eyes burning that never cry.

The fire rages, first degree
second, third. Oxygen in lungs glows. 

Blood begins to warm while Mothers 
in Arizona water their potted marigolds. 

Slow by incineration or direct by flight,  
that Tuesday, no magic carpets rides 
or wings.

A catered breakfast on its way 
South Tower, 100th floor. 

Omelets, bagels and assorted cheese
keep company with a medley of fruits. 

A sea, a sidewalk, it's all the same 
immediate, the last ballet. 

For Icarus how long before the fall? 
At least he got to fly. 

by Elena Arosemena  -