Dead Confederate soldiers
near McPherson Woods.
Gettysburg, July 1, 1863
***
While composing "Madness," I
listened to a surpassingly good Diane Rehm show - an interview with Eleanor
Harvey, the Smithsonian curator of a new show devoted to Civil War photography
and painting. Here is the link: http://thedianerehmshow.org/shows/2012-11-13/civil-war-and-american-art
***
When Madness is
at last loosed,
it would sooner die than
return to cage.
Comes a time carnage is carried
by momentum alone -
outcome clear
but bedlam still begging
blood.
Every eye sees beyond the
trench now
and wonders
to find itself already there.
Gila-clenched teeth
can not contain
the common chorus.
"It's over now ...
... but for the
killing."
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