This is New York. We’ll find a place to dance… By Rob Wynne On August 21, 2002 In Blog John M. Ford wrote this stunning poem about September 11. Go read it. Now. “110 Stories” by John M. Ford linkspoetry Previous Ok,, this one was too good…. Next Useless Gifts Revisited 5 Comments Add Comment → quadrivium I thought I didn’t have any tears left. I guess I was wrong. August 21, 2002 Reply lothie Damn… August 21, 2002 Reply mathochist I couldn’t read it all. Oh, Liam… August 21, 2002 Reply the_magician It’s wrong to cry at your desk at work … isn’t it? wow … just wow … can’t reread it, can’t think about it, must get through the rest of the day with some composure … but I’ll be back … and so will my friends … August 22, 2002 Reply bardling It took me about three tries to get into it, with all the disjointed lines… but once I had the concentration to do so… powerful. touching. *awed* *hugs* August 22, 2002 Reply Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.