xmca@weber.ucsd.edu writes:
>I wish I was American participating in effective defense against further
>tragedies and, on the other hand, in this line of auto-reflection.
i wish i were a volunteer cleaning the wreckage on the site where the
World Trade Centre used to be.
i feel a grief, a sorrow, an anxiety, for the losses - immediate and
extended... those that are realized today, and those thousand griefs
that have yet to take place, as we learn the names of those who who
have died...
and i hope for healing. however that comes ...
diane
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"Waves of hands, hesitations at street corners, someone dropping a
cigarette in a gutter - all are stories. But which is the true story?
That I do not know. Hence I keep my phrases hung like clothes in a
cupboard, waiting for someone to wear them. Thus waiting, thus
speculating, making this note and then another, I do not cling to life."
Virginia Woolf, The Waves, 1931.
(...life clings to me...)
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diane celia hodges
university of british columbia, centre for the study of curriculum and
instruction
vancouver, bc
mailing address: 46 broadview avenue, montreal, qc, H9R 3Z2
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