I heard Zarah Sultana on the radio
She was brilliant
And then the weather. Mostly
cloudy
cloudy
Sometimes
The best you can do is listen
The sound of missiles
The woosh of rockets
I was going to say
The screams of children
But genocide abhors a cliché
After the weather, a religious
thought
thought
.
Steven Taylor
.
Very good poem and Zarah Sultana is always brilliant on the radio.
Comment by Angela Paula Birtill on 12 October, 2024 at 2:47 pm