it hardly matters where i was
to anyone else
what matters is that this day
ten years ago,
i looked at a television
and could not believe my eyes.
what i remember after:
the stories of papers and ash
and anguish
when will we stop hating each other?
hand made paper, shifu, artists' books, north country living, and some words
when we start to love each other perhaps?
ReplyDeleteyes, kaite, YES
ReplyDeleteand ourselves. thanks.
ReplyDeleteand manya, you, too, are spot on.
ReplyDeletei watched the planes hit and the towers fall from my office window. it was a strange ride home. i am glad though, that i came away without hate. it has to stop somewhere.
ReplyDeleteDrove by a group of 20 or so women and men on my drive to Maine this summer, Farmington. All the women + the 3 men were clearly past 5o. All in the group wore black t-shirts with large white letters proclaiming:
ReplyDelete"WOMEN IN BLACK AGAINST WAR".
Perhaps a different logo, perhaps:
"WOMEN IN BLACK FOR PEACE"
would be less antagonistic.
And that is what we need:
less antagonism and lots more peace.
oh, jude--
ReplyDeletec, i love that shirt, your version.
Aesop's fable about the sun and the wind comes to mind. It's a whole lot easier to win someone around to your way of thinking with warmth and friendliness than by trying to blow their coat off...
ReplyDeletewhen we learn to respect, learn from and celebrate one anothers differences
ReplyDeleteV- about all we can do is begin the peace within ourselves and hope it spreads a little. B
ReplyDeletei, or their brains out...
ReplyDeletej & b, true, and teach peace
As Barry says all we can do is begin within ourselves. Your photograph is a beacon of hope.
ReplyDeleter, you're right, we need many beacons.
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