Saturday, December 15, 2012

Incomprehensible acts at a Connecticut school


Incomprehensible acts, mind-numbing, horrific, inescapable. Yet, in this season of hope, there lives hope along with the anguish and sorrow…

…Defenseless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted everywhere,
Ironic points of light
Flash out wherever the Just
Exchange their messages:
May I, composed like them
Of Eros and of dust,
Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame.

(from “September 1, 1939” by W. H. Auden)

Blessings to all those touched by this madness, may magic live in their hearts to plant a seed in their healing process.

Walt

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