by Jonathan Reinhart
“Arlington” first appeared in Curry Arts Journal 2003.
It must be the flag
draping over his body,
covering the coffin with signs
Of embroidered patriotism;
the flag drawn off the casket,
folded with honors in memory
of his life and valorous deeds,
while his wife releases a torrent of tears.
The bugle mournfully sounds retreat,
playing the dreaded Taps,
sending emotion-soaked sounds
into the essence of memory.
The uniforms stand at attention;
they aim, they fire, they reload;
they aim, they fire, they reload.
Up into the sky, bullets soar with his soul.