For Cindy Sheehan and the residents of Camp Casey
image: A relative of Ibrahim Omar grieves over the coffins of his family who were killed in their home by unknown gunmen in the early hours of Thursday, Aug. 4, 2005, in Baqouba,60 kilometers (35 miles) northeast of Baghdad, Iraq. Omar, a member of the Iraqi National Guard, was not at home when it was ambushed Thursday, killing his wife, son, and daughter, while injuring three other daughters. (AP Photo/Mohammed Adnan)
Cross-posted at DailyKos, Booman Tribune, European Tribune, and My Left Wing.
image and poem below the fold
from I’ve Dreamed Of You So Much
by Robert Desnos
translated by Michael Benedikt
I’ve dreamed of you so much that it might be too late for me to ever wake up again.
I sleep on my feet, body confronting all the usual phenomena of life and love and yet
when it comes to you–you, the only being on the planet who matters to me now–
I can no more touch your face and lips than I can those of the next random passerby.
I’ve dreamed of you so much, have walked and talked and slept so much with your
phantom presence that perhaps the only thing left for me to do now
Is to become a phantom among phantoms, a shadow a hundred times more shadowy
than that shifting shape which moves and which will go on moving,
stepping lightly and happily across the sundial of your life.
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This diary series is dedicated to all who suffer because of war
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