These poems by Iranian poet Mohsen Soltany Zand mark the chasm that has opened around and within us.
A century ago, the war poems of World War I conveyed the futility and horrors of war. By doing so, they expressed a clinging to life.
For instance, Italian poet Giuseppe Ungaretti wrote “lying a whole night/beside a butchered comrade/never have I clung so to life”.
This clinging and choosing of life, persisted even when it seemed the nuclear threat of “mutually assured destruction” was imminent.