What I noticed
were the birds:
the heron high
hunched
against a silent sky
so many pigeons, too,
symbols of peace, in view
the scavenging crow
safe to peck ground zero.
What do they know?
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You’ve painted a serene scene.
Hard to believe so much destruction and horror was once the scene here.
What a wonderful idea for the challenge! The contrast between this image and the history of the site is very powerful. Great post, beeblu!
Thanks, Patti. I’ve wanted to go to Hiroshima since my Dad told me about the bombing as a child. It was an incredibly moving experience to go to there and see the Peace Museum and the Atom Bomb dome and the ruins left as they were from that day. And also how the city was rebuilt: resilience of the human spirit coming out of unimaginable horror and destruction.
That serenity is restored and prevails is the greatest treasure of all. Let’s pray that history does not repeat itself. This is a powerful reminder…and an even greater affirmation.
It is Don – to see modern-day Hiroshima knowing what happened there gives one hope. But then spectres such as ISIL take it away. The world is a mad, mad place, made so by humans.
excellent poem bb 😀 elegant and nice twist at the end – maybe the birds are on the right track after-all – they have the mindfulness thing down pat – just focus on the moment!
thanks, Gabe. You’re right – we can learn a lot from those birdbrains 🙂
I love the photograph and your poem…
I’d say more than we could have ever expected!… Cheers~ Aquileana 🙂
Thanks, Aquileana. 🙂 I suspect you are right.
Is this in Hiroshima?
Yes, it is, Julia.
I love it there.