Diane Vogel Ferri is a teacher, poet and writer. Her essays have been published in Scene Magazine, Cleveland Christmas Memories, Raven’s Perch, and by Cleveland State University among others. Her poems can be found in numerous journals. Her chapbook, Liquid Rubies, was published by Pudding House. The Volume of Our Incongruity was published by Finishing Line Press. Diane’s essay, “I Will Sing for You” was featured at the Cleveland Humanities Fest in 2018. Her novel, The Desire Path can be found on Amazon. She is a graduate of Kent State University and holds an M.Ed from Cleveland State University.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

September 11

it snowed paper
it rained blood and tears
it ushered in a united pain
then we heard screaming
and our songs
we saw flags
and an altered skyline
we inhaled dust and fear
we touched a future
veiled in smoke and war
we loved our freedom and comfort
we saw it collapse before
our eyes

4 comments:

Ruth Hull Chatlien said...

Oh this is good, Diane. It has a deceptive simplicity, and yet it captures so much. Did you write this recently or closer to the event?

If you have a second, you might want to check out this poem at Quaker Dave's. If you haven't visited his blog before, I think you would like it.

FranIAm said...

Oh Diane- this is really good, it truly touches me.

Thank you - thank you.

While not at Ground Zero, I was in Manhattan that day.

The Real Mother Hen said...

I feel the pain in that well written poem.

Thanks for sharing it.

Liquid said...

These words touch my very soul and take me back to that day, I was no where near, except in prayer and horror.

Beautifully felt and writtten!