Men, women come home.
Filled with pain, regret, and hope.
Pretending forget.
But better and wise,
for their time in disguises.
Volunteered defense.
At the behest
of a nation torn apart.
They too, torn apart.
Reflections on watching the conclusion of The Pacific, and our own long decade and a half of war.


La Crosse

La Crosse Wisconsin,
sits between river and bluffs.
People have gathered

for five hundred years;
playing games, and war, and peace.
French pale skins arrived.

Noted game with sticks
that resembled a bishops
crozier or la crosse.