At last, some time to catch my breath
– a rest, a respite in the fight –
How many times I parried death!
Bask now in this fast-fading light.
___Behold the whispering golden sea
___so wide – see it inside of me.

The day’s end finds this carcass sore
This tender flesh all fresh with pain
Yet still alive, this battered corpse:
Life seeps throughout my very veins.
___Look up and see the star-specked sky
___so high – see it inside my mind.

The first few fireflies appear
to fill the air. Behind me lies
the carnage of a duel: I fear
it’s me who lives, and me who dies.
___This tortuous trail, years from the start,
___is held, each mile, in my heart.

 

Ramón Rodriguez, LC, is a religious brother studying for the priesthood. He is currently completing his degree in the Classical Humanities in Cheshire, Connecticut.


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8 Responses

  1. James A. Tweedie

    I was deeply moved by this poem. In war, even survivors are casualties.

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  2. C.B. Anderson

    Ramon,

    I thought this nonce form a very felicitous instantiation of what it is that constitutes original poetry. Dig in your heels and give us more of this ilk.

    Reply
  3. David Watt

    A very well written poem concerning the physical and emotional scars of battle.
    I most enjoyed the stark contrast between experienced horrors and the warrior’s undying ability to appreciate nature’s beauty.

    Reply

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