[from Daniel Nathan Terry's Capturing the Dead, 2007]
Noah Williams
Harvest of Death
Negative by Timothy O'Sullivan
5 July 1863 Gettysburg
Spread-eagle on the field
of Gettysburg
the dead arch their backs
as if the ground they lie upon
won't forgive them
and wants them gone,
as if pulled
by ropes hooked
into their breastbones.
Their torsos swell
toward Heaven
as if the Lord
has only this
small mercy left.
Or is it as simple
as the grip of death
and decay:
muscles tensing
before finally letting go,
hollow bellies
full of vapor? Is it as natural
as the orchard in the valley —
these windfall men
ripened and ready
for the camera to commence
its thorough
and slow gathering?
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