Like 11

POETRY

20 years later

Like 11, two towers,
1s reached for the sky,
Their tops scraping heaven,
One-quarter mile high.

Much taller than trees,
But still built the same,
To sway with each breeze
On tubular frames.

For years they’d host workers,
And tourists on top,
But all we’d remember—
The day they would drop.

Their form like the date
On which they would fall,
But what about 9,
The first month in fall?

One morning at 9
Flew in two airplanes,
To jab each 1’s spine
And cause US great pain.

What once were II steel poles,
So slender and tall,
Reduced to deep weep holes,
Beneath waterfalls.

How fitting the towers,
A symbol of times,
Would cede their location
To a space so sublime.

Author’s note: The 9/11 Memorial twin reflecting pools are a stark contrast to the two buildings that stood in their place and, for a while, were the tallest buildings in the world. In this one location, we are reminded of the highs and lows of humanity through powerful symbols created during those moments.

A special Thank You to ◦•●Christina●•◦ and Samantha at The POM for taking our thoughts to new heights through poetry!

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