Remembering
the magnificent skyline
seen across the bay;

the two obsidian
fingers raised in salute.

The falling figures.

The pillar of cloud and fire;
the concertina-ing floors

the shroud of dust veiling
the shame of nakedness

and

the storm of ash
pompeiing the
canyons of Manhattan.

Remembering –
with still-fascinated horror
the traders of the world;

a touchstone for our
generation, redefining
the bitterness and fall:
the wormwood and the gall.

11/09/2006
Revelation 18; Lamentations 3