The Falling Man
In memoriam, September 11, 2001.
So runs my dream, but what am I? An infant crying in the night, An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry. –Lord Tennyson
Posted: September 11th, 2010 under Obituaries, The War.
Tags: 2001, Lord Tennyson, Sept. 11, The Falling Man
