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The war was not only not “happy”, but positively unhappy, so much so that novelists and playwrights only recently have begun to write of it. Only poets dared, or were driven to write of it, in earlier years George Browering, Robert Bly, Richard Wilbur, Richard Snyder, Lewis Turco and many others.
All that needed to be said, or could have been said, might have been there in a poem by John Haag, simply titled “Kilroy” “Kilroy, mustered out at last, stepped down from his long vigil on the walls above the whole damned world’s urinals— and wept. Old Adam Kilroy, the first man everywhere, hero to us all and saint as combat soldiers, has packed it in, refusing to negate his magnificent
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