atomic garden
dressed in paper white​ and pink
restless children and old cherry trees
surround us in the peace park
tiny ears and eyes open like blossoms
bending to the voice of the guide
stones rattle in our hearts
among themselves brown sparrows
quarrel for scattered seeds
a baby rabbit trembles
as we tremble now for you laid
belly down in a hollow under the bald



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This poem first

appeared in

Waging Peace

a publication of the

Nuclear Age Peace Foundation


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