We dip our toes
where rivers ran red
and souls took flight,
where cannons shook stalks
and mighty men fell.
Picnic upon plaid,
gaze upon cotton shaped clouds,
re-tell strife of yesteryear.
Do we hear
the moral of the story,
can we feel a ray of light?
Margaret Bednar, April 18, 2014
I visited the Antietam Civil War Battlefield - (a battle fought on farmland of corn and wheat) a couple of years ago and it still lingers - the quiet can be sliced with a knife - perhaps because it has been so well preserved - I felt like the past was going to rise up and replay itself before my eyes…
What is cool, is my photograph is about the vantage point of the battlefield artist, Edwin Forbes, below!
This is linked to "Imaginary Garden of Real Toads - Imagined by Marian" - loosely based upon the music video presented by Marian - or at least the train of thought it triggered.
Battle of Antietam - a (long) overview.
|Edwin Forbes - battelfield artist|
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