A few weeks back, while searching for anti-war art on the internet, I came upon this site Yo! What Happened To Peace. If you care about ending the war and all of the unique ways people all over the world are trying to express themselves about it, please have a look at this site. I always feel stronger when I go there.
The image posted here is a photograph of a mural found on a wall in Barcelona. It was taken by Dr. Case and posted to the Yo! blog from Flickr. The image falls under Creative Commons Attribution Code which allows its distribution.
That really is a powerful image.
ReplyDeleteWhat an image! Thanks for coming by my blog and I know that I saw you and your blog mentioned at CR's but I did not realize who you were.
ReplyDeletePeace to you my new friend (and neighbor sort of, I am in the Albany area, not to far away.)
Peace- yes that elusive but long desired state.
I look forward to reading more on your blog and I totally am in love with the name of the blog. Brilliant!!
Hi, Fran. Thank you for visiting MY blog!
ReplyDeleteAt one time, I lived in south Berkshire county, Massachusetts and was close enough to visit Albany on a few occasions. The two cool things I associate with Albany are WAMC public radio and a funky little shop with the word "herb" in the name...it's been many years!
Peace,
P.S.
The West won the world not by the superiority of its ideas or values or religion but rather by its superiority in applying organized violence. Westerners often forget this fact, non-Westerners never do."
ReplyDelete-Samuel P. Huntington
DRIPPING MOUTH
O heal thy heart,
Thou white steely souls
Whose bleeding desire is to rule the world.
American knights, heal this offense.
Heal thy spirit of this dreadful lust.
Do away with it…
There is much hunger for peace,
For love.
There is much yet to be spoken,
Much to heal of thy sickly onslaught,
Much to be gleaned of this world
And its hunger for salvation.
O! the breath of man
Need be sweetened!
Softness need envelop her,
And the wanton paws of this;
Thy dominant voyage need come to an end,
For it serves only to shackle and bloody
The supple lips of hope
Upon divinity’s dripping mouth.
poetryman...since your comments on my blog, I can't stop the song in my head - Poetry Man by Phoebe Snow...
ReplyDeleteyou're the poetry man...you make things alright...dadadada...