Poem#16 One Thousand Cranes

Make a wish, Japan.

Make your paper cranes.

Broken bridges, fallen homes,

Lights are out, don’t let hope die.

Was it cranes

That placed you on the ring of fire?

Two shakings in two days

as the earth fights itself.

You must weep, Japan.

Then set about folding

one thousand cranes.

 

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Author: chrissiemorrisbrady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft. I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by madswirl.com and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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