For our English Friends

(not to hog the blog today, but I just posted this on my own blog, too. The outrage!)

He thinks he can bring down
all giants with his slingshot,
so he tamps powder tight
into bombs nightly, recites
a litany of hate as his evening
prayer, tells himself all who
are not him or like him
are evil, laughs while
the rest of the world mourns.
This terrorist...this hero
of Dante's Ninth Circle.
His feet are already ablaze.



For all victims of terrorism everywhere,
and, most especially, our English friends, this day.