Sep 9, 2011
A poem for 9/11 by NC State’s Poet in Residence
A Fingerby John BalabanNC State University Poet in Residence After most of the bodies were hauled away and while the FBI and Fire Department and NYPD were still haggling about who was in charge, as smoke cleared,the figures in Tyvek suits came, gloved, gowned, masked,ghostly figures searching rubble for pieces of people,bagging, then sending the separate…