I've never done this before. I know some readers of my blog follow the Tuesday Poem site. Other's don't. I accept some of my friends like poetry and others do not. That's life. But if you haven't I suggest you explore it one day. And I draw attention to one poem today in particular. it's by Melissa Shook. To me it's a mind-exploding poem, so many reverberations.
I was 10 years old when Hitler took his own life in a Berlin bunker. The war he'd unleashed dominated my early years. Films about it dominated my movie-going. History was centred on it. The psychologists had a field-day on the experiences. The marriage of Eva Braun and Hitler like the death of Mussolini and his mistress were part and parcel of the sexuality of the time. Above all, hovered the holocaust.
The power of Shook's poem lies in its understatement.
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