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08/13/11 - (4)
Love-Expressions
Not one sound night's sleep into our visit to England, And the London Times Monday edition Is running terrifying headlines, bylines, and sidebars Decrying the opportunistic vandalism and arson Unleashed by thousands of lower- and middle-class youths, Fired up to full-scale anarchy, in Tottenham, Notting Hill, Acton, Uncomfortably near our Mayfair and Westminster.
We tell ourselves, in the serene purlieus close by Green Park, Buckingham Palace, Parliament, and Westminster Abbey, That these metastasizing scourges of mindless depravity, Of the same intensity as rampages of Dark Ages hordes, Won't reach us, nestled in the womb of England's affluence. But here in bed, though our intimacy insulates us from reality, We almost can't help wondering . . . almost.
For the next few days, Using the same social networking the rioters rely on, Our children, siblings, friends, work circles, Send hurriedly texted words of fearful concern, Inquiring as to our safety, praying for our lives — Love-expressions which only heighten the passion Of our tender, protective caring for each other.
08/13/11 - (4)
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