That Day, and Since
Forget?
Impossible.
Lives lost in flamed towers,
toppled, we steer, unmoored—we move
forward.
This is a Crapsey Cinquain (syllables 2/4/6/8/2) for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday, using synonyms for plan and finish.
On 9/11 I always think of this song from the musical Ordinary Days—performed here by Audra McDonald. I think it goes with my poem.
Indeed. Forgetting is not possible. An article in the Des Moines Register this morning detailed the dramatic increase in incidence of cancers and cancer-related deaths occurring in the first responders and anyone who helped in the aftermath of the 9/11 tragedy.
Thank you, Carol. Yes, I’ve seen articles about that, too. Of course, it’s not surprising.
I have goosebumps reading your Cinquain and listening to the music… Wow! I bet most of us have that moment carved into our memories. Very poignant words, Merril. ❤
Thank you very much, Colleen. ❤
I had forgotten the significance of the date. It obviously goes much deeper into American psyches than anyone else’s. We all have our national traumas, unfortunately.
Yes, that’s true, and it is unfortunate.
If you’re a Syrian or a Sudanese or a Cambodian it must be very hard to pick a single day.
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My sentiments run with all your commenters. I listened to the poignant tune all the way through. Story and song is how we remember.
Yes, you are right. Thank you, Marian.
Wonderful 9/11 remembrance.
Thank you very much!
I lived outside of DC at the time. What I remember most of that morning was the crystal blue sky and the silence that filled the skies in the hours that followed when all planes were grounded. A coworker came into my office and told me her brother had called about a plane that hit one of the towers. We turned on the TV in the conference room and watched the second tower fall. It truly was a life changing day. My father lost several colleagues at the Pentagon, where he and I had both worked. Thank you for your beautiful tribute, Merril.
Thank you very much, Jill.
I’m sorry for your dad’s loss–and that must have touched you, too. Were you in the military? I also remember what a beautiful September day it was, and I just commented on someone else’s blog about how quiet it got–we live almost directly across the Delaware from the Philadelphia airport.
Thank you, Merril. No, during my college years, I was a summer hire and worked for the Secretary of Defense. My father was a civilian with the Army. It was eerily quiet in the hours that followed. My parents were actually playing golf with friends at a course near the Pentagon. The plane flew overhead and my mother asked my father, “Why is that plane flying so low?” And then they heard the explosion.
Oh my! I can’t imagine what that was like.
I don’t know how anyone can forget the date… the ripples were felt the world over.
Wonderful “Crapsey” (Where do they come up with these names?)
Thank you, Dale.
The name actually comes from the poet who invented the form–Adelaide Crapsey. 🙂
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/46253/november-night
Love it… Just gotta admit it is funny…
Oh, it is! 🙂
And, by the way, I went to see “We the Animals” today! I enjoyed it…
Oh cool! I’m glad you enjoyed it.
I don’t know if I mentioned it, but the director is the son of the artist who created the Magic Gardens in Philadelphia.
I did. And I don’t remember you mentioning it (which doesn’t mean you didn’t…)
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Oh, I remember it all. When I went across our busy road (538) to get the mail, I watched all the drivers. For the first time in my life I thought, “I know what everyone is thinking about.” I feel sad that my children don’t remember a time where such a thing is unthinkable.
Thank you, Jodie. It’s definitely a day all of us who were around remember.
A good one. I was on a train when the news came through. I thought those with laptops were watching a disaster movie. We will never forget
Thank you, Derrick. No, we won’t.
I felt myself topple a bit as I saw those towers fall, and with any of the ongoing cruelty in the world, but… with resolve to move on and lift each other, so well written. thank you merril.
Thank you so much, Lona!
Well put, Merril. Thoughts certainly shared by many.
Thank you, Ken.
Succinct and poignant poem about an unforgettable, withering day.
Thank you very much, Rose.
This is beautiful. I meant to post something for 9/11, but my week was so chaotic I’ve just gotten to it and hope to post it tonight. Interestingly, I used Colleen’s words too. (K)
Thank you very much, Kerfe. I will look forward to reading yours.
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Very much needed. A reminder to all those that lost a loved one on that unforgettable day – “we have all moved forward but we will never forget!”
Thank you very much.
You are welcome😀
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Beautiful, poignant and powerful Cinquain. Great tribute to 911. Well done. 🙂
Thank you so much, Vashti!
You’re welcome. 🙂