TRUCK DRIVER, KUWAIT
Death - shed
on bonnet. Man
dashed.
Flesh made ash.
Sockets.
Fingerbones on wheel.
As, all as when
dashed, when
struck, strike
dashed flesh.
(I dug this out yesterday when a friend mentioned
Tony Harrison's poem on the Basra road bombing
and I wanted to post it. I hope that events have
succeeded me, and the bombing will now not take
place. The poem's about the famous picture of
the bombed Iraqi driver, from seeing it in the
Observer, I should add, not from the cover of
Harrison's book which reprinted it.)
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