~music to accompany~ [quote]air raid sirens drawling out a laconic panoply of disassociated distress; it's enough to make a blind man hunchbacked, where's the threat? this ain't no game of checkers, O' winged one, with the man in the street now guessing, guessing still guessing, guessing, for an age; wrap his intuition around a brick to kick along the ground amid gas, glass, flames and condescension, how trite, how unapplicable- if all is a shadow could it flicker?- would a long shadow flicker gold and silver? amid gas, glass and flames could all that fell into darkness be tossed about, perhaps exhumed? after the sirens[/quote] I wrote this a while back, it is inspired, in part, by this piece by Dylan Thomas: [url=http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-refusal-to-mourn-the-death-by-fire-of-a-child/]A Refusal to Mourn the Death, by Fire, of a Child in London.[/url] One of my favourite poems. Of course my piece has its own meanings and deals with its own concerns, but I really like the imagery surrounding an air raid as a vehicle for darker poetic discussion.