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work [Jul. 20th, 2007|11:15 pm]
[Current Location |san francisco]
[mood |touchedtouched]
[music |mozart]


Just like last night: I'm the only one up, burnin' the candles, listenin' to the poetry in my head. We had a splendid crowd, read a great many anti-war, pro-peace poems and at the end, a young man stood up and laid some rough light brown pieces of thick paper that has some substance to it on a table. I asked him what it was and he straightened up and I read on his Tshirt the words, "Iraq Vet for Peace", and then he said, "my uniform."

Through many processes, he had turned the cloth of his desert cammo into this paper and the letterpress people were getting ready to publish a peace poem on each piece of 'paper'. I thought it was one of the most brilliant ideas I had ever heard of. I told him of our Veterans for Peace and their bus which they travel around doing things for people like those who live in Covington Mississippi and were devastated by Hurricane Katrina.

The next afternoon:

The man we are staying with (and his family) is playing a grand piano right now. It makes me want to cry it's so gentle and healing. I have spent the last few hours working in their garden; they don't understand I like to so very much get my hands in earth and also say thanks for letting me
stay in their beautiful house while I work.

[User Picture]From: createdestiny
2007-07-22 05:06 pm (UTC)
I didn't get your invite until I came home from work Friday at 5:00pm. Too bad, I would have really loved to be there. Plus I was in desperate need of a road trip. Aw well, next time?
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[User Picture]From: robin_rule
2007-07-22 08:31 pm (UTC)


i promise to send letters or email sooner. it was my fault and i'm sorry. i was looking forward to meeting you. i was so crazed at the end.. i am going to go writ e in my journal what i did this morning: it was amazing...
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