Written after a trip to that lovely, war-ravaged city in 1997 just after the cease-fire.


Sarajevo

Winter of Olympics in 84
and other winters follow
The chill winter-killing of neighbors
by the thousands
and perhaps
the tens of thousands
The winter of intervention
and the winter of snipers
here on these streets,
chalked with children’s games
and outline where bodies lay
Then a winter occupied

Sarajevo’s children-soldiers held apart
by foreign children-soldiers
French and Italian,
Czech and Russian,
Brit and German too
Until they leave, not looking back,
having evened all the odds
of evening the scores
by arming everyone
evenly
and suddenly all the children
have grown old

Poetry Collection: Broken Pieces
This poem is included in
Jim Freeman’s
poetry collection
BROKEN PIECES
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