September 11, 2011 Two Minus Two
Today is the 10th anniversary of the September 11th, 2001 attacks on the World Trade Center.
I’ve always been a little baffled by the insistence that we “Never forget!” the 9/11 attacks. Personally, I would like to forget. If possible, I would also like to forget the time I witnessed a motorcycle accident. In fact, my list of “Never Forgets” — and your list, too, probably — does not include any (!) of the most traumatic, horrifying events in memory. We tend to want to forget those things.
We hire therapists to forget those things.
In any case, while I believe it is perfectly acceptable (and perhaps clinically advisable) to forget the horrific nature of that day, I often use these anniversaries to review my state of mind and perspective during that supersaturated day of confusion, fear, and sadness.
Below is a poem I wrote on the night of 9/11. My goal was to write about the irrationality of what I had just seen using hyper-rational, mathematical language. It was the only way to begin to wrap my mind around what we now refer to as The Events.
Two Minus Two / by Zach Sparer / Sept. 11, 2001 To explain humanity or the [lack] thereof We need not an equation. Viscous eyes aim themselves skyward Several sturdy symbols stand tangent Awaiting their next proudest moment Like invincible soldiers before battle. They will stand until x = infinity; Only the unthinkable could intersect The glory of these tremendous twins. A whole number. Simply. Two. Ninety Degree angles Flying like angels Ninety Degrees But not exactly right angles Since they were minutes apart Something was off. Some thing was Awful Ruins. Aged 2000 years In a few hours. The proud soldiers now stand Parallel to the soil.