this diary is dedicated to all who suffer because of war
we love and support our troops, just as we love and support the Iraqi people – without exception, or precondition, or judgment
we have no sympathy for the devil.
we acknowledge the power to act that is in us
cross-posted at MyLeftWing, BooMan Tribune, and my blog.
image and poem below the fold
Mourners console one another outside St. Andrew’s Church in Colchester, Conn., Thursday, March 1, 2007 after a funeral service for U.S. Army Sgt. Richard L. Ford. Ford, 40, died Feb. 20, 2007, of injuries sustained in combat in Iraq. Ford was assigned to the 2nd Battalion, 325th Infantry Regiment, 2nd Brigade Combat Team, 82nd Airborne Division.
(AP Photo/Bob Child)
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by Han Shan
translated by David Hinton
The cold in these mountains is ferocious,
has been every year since the beginning.
Crowded peaks locked in perennial snows,
recluse-dark forests breathing out mists,
grasses never sprout before the solstice
and leaves start falling in early August.
This confusion includes a lost guest now,
searching, searching–no sky to be seen.
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