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Angela Graham

the russian invasion of ukraine:
TWO PHOTOGRAPHS TAKEN ON DAY 3, SEEN BY ME ON THE FIRST ANNIVERSARY

Photograph of a Russian soldier on the outskirts of Kharkhiv, February 26th 2022

Rotting inside his uniform — he would be
but his final lover, the snow,
has lain on him so intimately
he is possessed entire;
his face veiled;
his right arm flung out on frozen linen
in his last abandon.

His up-turned wrist, his naked palm — florid — mimic life
but his fingers have scooped deep in a font of snow
as though he’ll rise and bless himself, thumb a swift cross
on our foreheads, eyes, lips, hearts,
shudder, and stumble on.

He’ll not be rising.
In the corner of the frame some pre-fab storage units
hint that he died in the back lot of a retail park.
Ochre and khaki, his stricken tank, behind him
(he did not leap far)
is motionless and only metal now.

I see the stillness, and the snow, a stalled assault,
already a year ago.
From all of this I can’t wring any meaning.

ENVOI:
Second Photograph: Shifted Point of View

Further shamed:
newly framed,
he lies dead
by a road.
Slick tarmac
army track;
human sack
slung off-road.


Angela Graham is from Belfast. She has had an award-winning career in Wales as a producer in film and television. Seren Books published her debut poetry collection Sanctuary: There Must Be Somewhere in 2022 and her short story collection A City Burning in 2020. @AngelaGraham8


Angela wrote the following about her poem:

The first photograph spoke of human fragility, and callousness, and pointless enterprise. Yet there was a tenderness present in the gentleness of the snow. The second photograph showed harshly how close the body was to passing military vehicles — utterly disposable. I had been working on a response, in Ulster-Scots, to the the famous ninth-century Irish-language poem ‘Int én bec...’, known as ‘The Blackbird of Belfast Lough’. This is in the ancient Irish metre ‘snámh súad’, which the late Ciaran Carson rendered as ‘poetic floating’. It is technically very challenging: eight three-syllable lines; a tight rhyme-scheme; the word that ends the fourth line must be re-presented as the last word of the eighth line, with shifted meaning. The form’s tautness reinforces its valedictory ‘punch’ and the poem-and-envoi form is appropriate to my ‘double-take’ on the original photograph.