Laura Foley uses brevity and simplicity to make a powerful impact in this prose poem.
On the forced march from Tientsin to Woosung, our Marines, ordered silent—No
humming or singing snapped the Japanese, as the men trudged a hundred miles to prison.
My father, not humming, the whole of four winters, or to my knowledge, since.
“Not Humming” is from Laura Foley’s book Joy Street (Headmistress Press)
Laura Foley has published poetry with us before. Read her “Lapping Over Us.”
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