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The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner

By Randall Jarrell

From my mother’s sleep I fell into the State,

And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.

Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,

I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.

When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

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Rae's avatar

Thank you for introducing me to Randall Jarrell. I’m off to get his book.

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