In today’s world, I screen myself from news that, with its sensationalism, tells me what to worry about, what to fear, what to hate. I don’t want to be directed to outrage at the atrocious or told why I should or should not be upset about something.
I don’t know about other people, but for me compassion is engendered through specifics. And I also refuse to be upset and outraged all the time. There is no particular rationale for this—I’m not trying to save the world, or myself. I’m just maintaining a modicum of freedom.
– Miriam Sagan
‘Paris unlocked’ :officials are removing the ‘love locks ‘on the sides of the Pont des Arts bridge.
I wonder what happened to the key we tossed into the Seine ,after locking our love to the iron work, so long ago, five decades was it? I still have the other one…
once again in candlelight
cheek to cheek
And today in Paris,many lovers’ dreams lie shattered in a senseless attack, unleashing fear, confusion suspicion and sadness in its wake.
the muezzin’s call softer
on the I-pod La Marseillaise
diminished by birdsong