Tag Archives: 9-11

Moon

We are driving home, Passing New York City, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Moon. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at https://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2014/08/04/moon/

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Helmet

Ten years, my husband is saying, As we put our sons to bed, turn …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Helmet. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2014/05/18/helmet/

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Spin

When my son asks me what is a tsunami, I tell him it is a giant wave … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Spin.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/05/22/spin/

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Beautiful

We are standing near the computer, And I am showing my son a photograph, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Beautiful.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/12/31/beautiful/

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Arming

It is night in America. And in this house, on a television, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Arming.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/10/24/arming/

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Tissue

There is an Afghan journalist, Living in Kabul and in this war, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem Tissue.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/10/15/tissue/

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Country

America is at war, my oldest son, Says, just seven years old, now, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn‘s poem called Country.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at  http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/08/01/country/

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Wash

I am standing in my dark garage, Unloading a washing machine, facing a concrete wall, and …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Wash.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/06/11/wash/

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There

Somewhere, right now, there is, A soldier, kicking down a door, to a house, …   This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called There.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/04/17/there/

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Cross

When my husband comes home, From Afghanistan… This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Cross.  To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/02/28/cross/  

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