E Lia Na Vananumi

quickly-written poem on the US soldiers that stayed during WWII. we just started putting up the memorials, two done and just need painting, two to go.


E Lia na Vananumi

A Memorial/A Reminder



There were boots here, a whole division worth
For at least eighteen months.

White boys from Ohio lived in barracks under coconut trees
Waiting to land on beaches and run up hills against a storm of bullets.

Now there is only rock-filled concrete, decaying posts and twisted metal
Shoring up homes whose occupants know the old pine comes from Oregon
And the rocks from these rivers.

But seven decades ago there was eating, there was dancing, there were lovechildren, and there was war
Slowly building up in the hearts of men.



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