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Friday, June 19, 2009
Poem for the Rooftops of Iran - June 19th, 2009
My heart is broken by the sad, poignant beauty of this poem. Will she be hunted down by paramilitary militias? Will she live to see the sun set tomorrow?
That first moment that sought to document an act, an idea, a presence, an existence, a deity... that initial spark of creativity born of desire to intensify experience, enhance a space, beautify a body, paint a cave wall, decorate a tool... that first shuffling of utterances, that first gesture, that first rhythm, that first song... that was when we truly became human. --Kevin
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