Tuesday, January 31, 2012
How can we come back? How do those of us who see those children in our sleep and in our days, their anonymity a searing reminder of the terribleness of absolute power partnered with a gun and a flag. I had to find my words again, and then Paula sent me this wonderful image of two old friends, Deborah and Georgia, simply sitting on the old couch at the Lesbian Herstory Archives, touching over the years, the struggles both of the body and the desire to do good in the world, and I found one moment of relief from the Wall, all the Walls.Laugh, my dear ones, the years flowing with care for so many, the other way where the length of life is thick with love.
Friday, January 20, 2012
Just to let you know, those who have remained readers, that Maddy solved the computer problems; the rest of the silence lies with me. What is happening in America, the brutal madness of the Republican right wing discourse, the unthinkable possibilities of who will hold power, and who will suffer, who are already suffering, pushes against my words, but silence serves nothing. We have each other.