Selected Poems by Ben Nardolilli
Photo Source: Wikimedia Commons Pentagon Plain At the Pentagon, you can’t march up to the building and plant flowers in a protest for peace, you can’t even walk up to the stone columns and shout up at the windows to call for another war fences, parking lots, and vehicles ready for homicide have shut off that freedom for now but driving past the Pentagon at night, discloses the freedom of imagination with the lights they put up all around the level asphalt plains, constellations...