Iraq War Grief Daily Witness (photo) Day 331

this diary is dedicated to all who suffer because of war and other disasters

we honor courage in all its forms

cross-posted at DailyKos, Booman Tribune, European Tribune,  My Left Wing, and TexasKos.

image and poem below the fold

The family grieve over the body of a market dove-seller at al-Kindi hospital, after two bombs struck in quick succession at a pet market in central Baghdad, killing at least five people and wounding 57 in Iraq Friday, June 2, 2006. The explosives were left in bags at the entrance and the center of the al-Ghazil market, where Iraqis can go every Friday to buy dogs, birds, snakes and other animals.
(AP Photo/Mohammed Hato)

alphabet (an excerpt)
by Inger Christensen
translated by Susanna Nied

3
cicadas exist; chicory, chromium
citrus trees; cicadas exist;
cicadas, cedars, cypresses, the cere-
bellum

4
doves exist, dreamers, and dolls;
killers exist, and doves, and doves;
haze, dioxin, and days; days
exist, days and death; and poems
exist; poems, days, death

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Author: RubDMC

I'm a PROUD Massachusetts Liberal who lives just a short stroll from the site of the first armed resistance to another insane tyrant named George in 1775.