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Photograph From The New York Times,. Sept. 12th., 2001.

Diary of Lot's Wife
New York, 01/09/11

"Look straight ahead", he said, "And don't look up!"
And we followed him out to a world turned to winter
With cooked- meat smells, and smoke that choked
And half-familiar butcher's-block sights.
And we stumbled on things obscene
Where sunlight and smoothness had been.

"Look straight ahead," he said, "And don't look down!"
But I did look.
Saw two red-wristed hands still clasped-
Hers enamelled and beringed,
His so much bigger, almost covering hers.
Here was a leg, still trousered; shoe in need of repair-
And there a head, wideyed, with smouldering hair.

"Look straight ahead," he said, "And don't look back!"
But I did turn-
And I wept, then,
Until the grey dust that covered me became salt.
For I could see into the very bowels of Hell,
Into the eyes of the Beast, and hear its baying,
And , tongue by tongue, the Nations' futile praying.


©Robin Knight,
Geelong, Australia, September, 2001


Photograph From The New York Times,. Sept. 13th., 2001.

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