24th
May
2005
Check it out: Nur al-Cubicle has a translation of a Le Monde story on the events of May 13 in Andijan. They take their accounts from refugees in camps in Kyrgyzstan, including Khassan Sharikov, the brother of two from among the twenty-three businessmen who were broken out of prison. He gives a very sympathetic picture of his siblings, and a rather horrifying one of the massacre itself. Sobering reading.
posted by saurabh in Uncategorized |
24th
May
2005
Do wolves have religion? When they congregate under the light of the moon, is it for midnight mass? When they send their howls up into the clear, dark sky, are they singing ancient hymns, passed down from one generation to the next?
"Hail, silver goddess, on your circuit of the sky.
We make ourselves your supplicants.
Bless us, o goddess,
that we may carry your pale light in our eyes."
When dogs howl at the moon, is it memory that provokes them?
"Hail, pale one! We have not forgotten.
Though our ways have changed, our hearts, our eyes,
Our voices belong to you alone."
Or do only humans contemplate mystery, and feel the movement of stars and the tug of the breeze in the depths of their being?
Howl at the moon tonight.
posted by saurabh in Magic, Starry-eyed |
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