Poem: Traveling in the Age of ISIS

Sunrise over Georgetown,P1030952
Name-sake of our founder,
An image viewed from
The Holiday Inn,
Across the Potomac River.

Industrial smoke stacks,
persevered for architectural
Interest and heritage,
Rather than to exhaust
The residue of capitalism.

Post-modern dwellings,P1030954
Girded in boxes
And balconies overlooking
The river, which glows
With the reflected light.

Distant domes and steeples
Line the horizon,
Dotting the rise
With the symbols
Of our beliefs.

From our window,
We watch the hazy sky
Shift blue, pink, golden,
Brick and glass reflecting
Impressionism to Modernism.

As their world wasP1030956
Shattered by wars
Of regional and global
Reach, so to is this
Sunrise over Georgetown.

Maurice de Vlaminck, The Flood, 1910

Maurice de Vlaminck, The Flood, 1910




About hermitsdoor

Up here in the mountains, we have a saying, "You can't get there from here", which really means "We wouldn't go the trouble to do that". Another concept is that "If you don't know, we ain't telling." For the rest, you'll have to read between the lines.
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5 Responses to Poem: Traveling in the Age of ISIS

  1. cindy knoke says:

    Beautifully done! Bravo~

  2. A powerful and thought provoking poem. Well done!

  3. Emily McKenney says:

    Thank you, a lovely memory of one detail of a fabulous trip!!! Love, Emily

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