I wasn’t alive in August 1945 – I arrived eleven years and a day after Fat Man was dropped on Nagasaki. I knew nothing of the horrors of those atomic bombs until I saw ‘The Bomb’, Episode 24 of ’The World at War’, a documentary series I watched with my father and, more recently, with my husband.
As a child, I was shocked mute by previous episodes and scenes of the holocaust. I had learnt from various sources that Hitler and the Nazis were evil ‘baddies’, but I remember wondering how, after witnessing the horrors of Europe, the ‘goodies’ could wreak such diabolical destruction and the aftermath of radiation sickness on innocent human beings, in what President Truman called ‘the greatest thing in history’.
a mushroom rises
ready for early harvest
Kim M. Russell, 6th August 2018
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday: Peace Memorial
This Monday we have Frank J. Tassone guest hosting for this Monday’s haibun prompt, with Hiroshima Day as the topic. He reminds us that today marks the anniversary of the atomic bombing of Hiroshima with the annual ceremony at Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park.
He says that the Hiroshima bombing has had a profound impact on the world; poets have responded with haiku, some examples of which he has shared with us.
Frank asks us to commemorate Hiroshima Day with our own poetry in poems that state or allude to either the Hiroshima attack or one of the themes of the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Ceremony, such as peace, the abolition of nuclear weapons, or the horror of nuclear war.