Poetry Tuesday: Peace Park

So, just because I’m in the mood, I’m gonna start this thing. A fave poem once a week, sometimes a famous piece, usually something you’ll be reading for the first time. . . might even be a song lyric, depending on how whimsical I feel that day.


So, to start, here’s At the Un-National Monument along the Canadian Border, by William E. Stafford {1914–1993}


This is the field where the battle did not happen,

where the unknown soldier did not die.

This is the field where grass joined hands,

where no monument stands,

and the only heroic thing is the sky.


Birds fly here without any sound,

unfolding their wings across the open.

No people killed—or were killed—on this ground

hallowed by neglect and an air so tame

that people celebrate it by forgetting its name.




4 thoughts on “Poetry Tuesday: Peace Park

    • It was written about the international peace park that connects Glacier National Park in Montana with Waterton Lakes NP in Canada, so in a way it is sacred ground. I’m sure the local native Americans consider it so.


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