The Vietnam Memorial
I was reading the names, carved in the black marble as rows that rose like a strange city’s skyline. The columns of their names, tall, skeletal buildings with no walls, rows of letters standing like scaffolding in the stony night of the black marble. I walked along the path; the grayish-white of my body floated beside me --– reflected on the wall, sliding over their names like a veil or ghost. The wall grew taller, burying me, it seemed, in the bright noontime air. I could feel the joining: the alive and the not alive. Sally Bliumis-Dunn Sally Bliumis-Dunn is the author of Talking Underwater and Second Skin (Wind Publications, 2007, and 2010). She teaches at Manhattanville College and lives in Armonk, New York.
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