Kursk Hill
The Korean soldier in moonlight, hands
tall and thin, sinews bleeding and torn
honed by hunger he bore the marks
face black of Christ
with motor oil and Afraid and waiting
mud gathered from to speak
the ground, pierced he wrote in tiny
his cheek with an icicle letters on a
as he opened his mouth shroud of magazine
looking for rice paper, parts
mixed with snow of his last
under his chin. memory, an open
Blood dripped from field under
his damaged foot a bright sky
stuck inside a full of wind
plastic boot and leaves
with cardboard soles a balloon tied
laced with to his finger
yellow string. resting
Laying still against his hand
His photo and poetry book, A Room in the City, published by Anvil Press in 2010 with a foreword by Dr Gabor Mate, was a finalist for the George Ryga Award for Social Justice in Literature.
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