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for all who suffer because of war
“You must let the poem speak to you; you must let the poem tell you
how it wants to be.”
Phillip Booth (1925-2007)
- we love and support our troops, just as we love and support the Iraqi people - without exception, or precondition, or judgment
- we have no sympathy for the devil
- we acknowledge the power to act that is in us
- we know, but we do not approve, and we are not resigned
please leave a comment and bear witness
7 comments:
for peace
I witness for peace.
"I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned."
from Dirge Without Music
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Peace, and witness
(unfortunately the video is not working for me.)
anniethena - try going to this site, and then clicking on Ishmael's interview.
http://www.comedycentral.com/shows/the_daily_show/videos/celebrity_interviews/index.jhtml
For hope, and healing, and awareness.
I’ve Got Peace Like a River
(Traditional hymn, American)
I’ve got peace like a river,
I’ve got peace like a river,
I’ve got peace like a river in my soul,
I’ve got peace like a river,
I’ve got peace like a river,
I’ve got peace like a river in my soul.
I’ve got love like an ocean,
I’ve got love like an ocean,
I’ve got love like an ocean in my soul,
I’ve got love like an ocean,
I’ve got love like an ocean,
I’ve got love like an ocean in my soul.
I’ve got joy like a fountain,
I’ve got joy like a fountain,
I’ve got joy like a fountain in my soul,
I’ve got joy like a fountain,
I’ve got joy like a fountain,
I’ve got joy like a fountain in my soul.
peace
from "A BOY"
by C. Milosz
Standing on a boulder you cast a line,
Your bare feet rounded by the flickering water
Of your native river thick with water lilies.
And who are you, staring at the float
While you listen to echoes, the clatter of paddles?
What is the stimga you recieved, young master,
You who are ill with your apartness
And have one longing: to be just like the others?
I know your story and I learned your future.
Dressed as a Gypsy girl I could stop by the river
And tell your fortune: fame and a lot of money,
Without knowledge, though, of the price to be paid
Which one does not admit to the envious.
One thing is certain: in you, there are two natures.
The miserly, the prudent one against the generous.
For many years you will attempt to reconcile them
Till all your works have grown small
And you will prize only uncalculated gifts,
Greatheartedness, self-forgetful giving,
Without monuments, books, and human memory.
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