Friday, March 13, 2009

On Angels - Week's End


day draws near/
another one/
do what you can.

The last three lines of Czeslaw Milosz's poem, On Angels. In case you're thinking, "I can't do anything because there's too much to do & I'm freaking out at all the bad news." We sympathize. We're not leaving you for the week-end (& who knows how long if the computer crashes) with an image of Bashir, Mugabe, Kony, et al. No. Something from Rome .Somewhere GG & her editor love. To the "...but I can't do anything..." Yes, you can; it's not that difficult. Listen, Milosz was very smart. Read him. And then visit the Enough Project, DPDO, Raise Hope for Congo, & other sites on the right sidebar.

Also, if you can, owning a copy of Carolyn Forchés anthology Against Forgetting: Twentieth Century Poetry of Witness is helpful. (Of course, Carolyn is also a wonderful poet.) It's a tragedy that a new edition with the 21st century will be necessary. But, like Scarlett, let's think of that another day. Meanwhile, have a great week-end, no matter where you are, what you do.

ciao, bambini
GGCM

(We decided on shots from Giampaolo Macorig; to those of you snickering that Rome is the last place to look for real angels, yes, well, point taken. But you can find just about everything in Rome:)