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The End of Shopping | Saturday Nov 29, 2008

The Window, at the Moment of Flame

by Alicia Ostriker

 

And all this while I have been playing with toys
A toy power station a toy automobile a house of blocks

 

And all this while far off in other lands
Thousands and thousands, millions and millions—

 

You know—you see the pictures
Women carrying their bony infants

 

Men sobbing over graves
Buildings sculpted by explosion

 

Earth wasted bare and rotten—
And all this while I have been shopping, I have

 

Been let us say free
And do they hate me for it

 

Do they hate me

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