Eclipse of the Moon by Mary Susanah Robbins - HTML preview

A Leaf for Sarajevo

Sorrow city, Sarajevo

thus your history is traced,

your museums laid in rubble

and your life almost erased,

this destruction, Sarajevo,

for which the whole world is braced.

Sarajevo, sister city,

with a sorrow so like mine,

as I wait and lean and listen

for an answer or a sign:

sorrow glistens, Sarajevo,

like a message or a line.

Sitting shiva, Sarajevo,

for your temples and your mosques

but the world will not recover

as it waves from brave kiosks

knowledge that the worlds has faltered,

altered. Look, my sister asks.

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