Obama at Hiroshima
Right there
looking at it,
in the pool of horrors.
The fountain,
Barack, is elsewhere,
is man's pride
(see Dante, long ago).
Also from the fountain modern medicine, symphonic music,
internet communication, and every secular
accomplishment since Dante (long ago),
from the sins
he rendered in earth,
as a mountain,
Purgatory, terraced,
Pride at the
bottom, holding them all up.
Yeats rendered
it in fire,
penicillin, miracle
rice, Congo conquests, grape-shot,
quantum mechanics, cancer-cutting lasers,
dynamite, gas, liftoff.
"Whatever
flames upon the night,
man's own resinous heart has fed."
man's own resinous heart has fed."
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