| A poem about peace for President Bush, from the poet laureate of Britain | <– Date –> <– Thread –> |
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From: John Wallace (walla003 |
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| Date: Thu, 20 Nov 2003 09:51:31 -0600 | |
Dear folk school folks, The Manchester Guardian yesterday published several letters from its readers to President Bush on the occasion of his visit to Britain. Harold Pinter wrote an extraordinarily short, bitter, and to me violent letter that Tom Friedman quotes in his column in the New York Times this morning. I am not going to repeat it here. Andrew Motion, the current poet laureate, also contributed a letter, a poem about peace. I am pasting it in below. John Wallace Dear President Bush, The child who has lost his arms thought he was catching a ball when the bomb his enemies dropped bounced through his dapper hall. Look at him here in his bed washed by the camera glare: the world must know what happened, and show how truly it cares. Was it in fact his foes who threw this thing in his house? Or was it perhaps his friends - hence their exceptional fuss? Guilt is the great disguiser, blacking the white of the sun. One thing we know for sure: the ball goes bouncing on. Andrew Motion Poet laureate
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