Monday, March 19, 2007
today is the fourth anniversary of the war in iraq.
four years ago i was on the streets of san francisco trying to "bring the war home" - blocking highways, waving signs, making noise -- trying my best, along with people across the globe, to send a message to the bush administration and everyone else who supported the war that we were making an enormous mistake.
four years later, i just returned from a solemn candlelight vigil. four years later, over 3,000 american soldiers are dead and countless thousands of iraqi civilians - including children - have also been killed in this senseless war. iraq body count, a website that tracks civilian deaths in iraq, concluded that the last year (march 2006-march 2007) has been by far the worst year for violent civilian deaths since the invasion.
we need to get out. we need to get out for all the american soldiers who are fighting and losing their lives for a lie. we need to get out for all the iraqi civilians who want an end to occupation. we need to get out because as the biggest imperial power in the world, we cannot solve iraq's problems.
to hear from some of those who have lost loved ones in the war, click here.
there is a bill regarding an end to the war that is making it's way through congress right now. check it out here and decide what you think. let your representatives know what you think. if you don't like it, go to true majority's page to send a message. if you think it's the best we can do right now, it looks like move on may end up supporting it, so check their page for a link in the coming days.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
I wanted to share a few more pictures I took at the Philadelphia Flower Show.
I am entraced by the beauty and complexity of flowers, and see them as evidence of a spirit wiser than ourselves at work in the universe.
I was going to post about debt today, but decided that such a downer topic can wait.
It was in the 60s today and I ate dinner at a coffee shop with a friend, outside!
So on this lovely spring-like day I am reminded of and encouraged by the advent of spring.
Sunday, March 4, 2007
Orchid Tells All
However forwardly I face you
however unabashed I am—
these blazing hips, this
it's only half the truth.
Look behind me:
see how loosely, how
thinly tethered to the green I am—
continually stepping off my stem
into the cobalt air
where the magenta I meet
mingles with my belly's
and I am charged
with the task of
calling you here.
Color, shape, smell—
every wave of me works
to draw you.
Everything you do in me
©2002 by Susan Windle