The Moya View

Tag: Resurrection Sunday

  • When the Boys Go Marching Away

    When the Boys Go Marching Away

    When the Boys Go Marching Away began as a meditation on the quiet rituals of departure—how war, faith, and memory braid themselves into the domestic fabric. I wanted to write a poem that resists heroism and sentimentality, that instead lingers in the aftermath: the porches, the ribbons, the daughters named Hope.