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I happened upon a tree struck by lighting; the aftermath of a wild and violent thing. A tree split in half. How do we come upon such things? What happened here? I have seen men and women split in... read more »
Luis Carlos Montalván's poem about what it's like to return home. read more »
Folks: I was a young mother, poet, student and protester during the Vietnam War. However, it wasn't until a few years ago that I could bring myself to visit The Wall. And, even then, my reaction to it could... read more »
I escorted the body of a friend back to the U.S. from Viet Nam — from Nha Trang to Japan to California to Dover, Delaware to Washington, D.C. — by truck by plane by hearst. I hadn't seen him... read more »
I wrote this poem after visiting the memorial for the first time in 1985. I would greatly appreciate it if it could be forwarded to Maya Lin. Thanks. The Vietnam War Memorial At night it seems a hole in... read more »
My brother served in Viet Nam during 1968-1969. His name was Douglas Gene Van Natter, and he served with C Battery, 2nd Bt, 4th Arty and B Battery, 2nd Bn, 9th Arty. I was too young to really understand... read more »
I am a college professor at the University of California, Davis. I am 58 years old and a member of the Vietnam War generation. I served my country from 1962-1964, but did not serve in Viet Nam. Once I... read more »
I want to change my way of thinking I want to be more than I am Life has been a cruel joke to me Since that thing called Vietnam Don't mean to sing to you no blues songs Or... read more »
the sadness of arrogance by the hair black bloody and muddy he carries that head with a smile it wasn't his but now it is the head smiles too both staring at you there they are on the red dusty... read more »
X-rays were a mystery at first, but I learned to think in negatives, to read shapes of whole or broken bones, the gray nimbus of my flesh. Through clear specks light shone like stars in a planetarium, different angles... read more »
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