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Jarrell,
Randall
. American poet literary critic children's author essayist novelist; US Poet Laureate
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The Death Of The Ball Turret Gunner
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Written by:
Randall
Jarrell
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From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
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