New York Mount Ontake
11 September 2001 27 September 2014
A beautiful day,
the sky brilliant blue,
till the plane hit: till the rumble
flame and smoke; beneath our feet
the second plane, became a spew:
the same. We saw rocks and ash
the towers fall erupting into the sky
in on themselves. then down on us.
The belching cloud
as we ran.
Mantz Yorke lives in Manchester, England. His poems have appeared in Butcher’s Dog, Dactyl, Dawntreader, Lunar Poetry, Popshot, Prole, Revival, The Brain of Forgetting and The Stony Thursday Book magazines, in e-magazines and in anthologies in the UK, Ireland and the US.