Memorial Day. The day to honor and mourn the U.S. military personnel who died while serving in the United States Armed Forces. Brave men and women, who fought for our country.
Tag: <span>Ukraine</span>
Yulia received her special bonus a few days ago. “For the election,” the supervisors stated bluntly. Yulia, in her early 40s, works in the administration of a state energy company.…
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Children playing in the fields, a burning oil depot in the background. The Polish photographer Patryk Jaracz has been honored for a photograph taken in western Ukraine.
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In Yugoslavia, on a beautiful coast
right when the Civil War started
mothers held their children tight.
I saw fear in the women’s eyes.
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The tears of a child, the pain of a mother!
A heart full of memories of a dead father!
A silence that is bursting with agonizing screams
So quiet and yet devastated with shattered dreams
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Mothers won’t be able to mourn them,
Wives won’t be able to retrieve them.
Too many of them to record their names.
Away from prying eyes they’ll be buried,
Some will receive medals for their deaths.
Down with a cold, but not COVID, I seem to start the New Year the same way I did last year, coughing my head off, but that’s not true. Last year in January there was peace in my mind, then in February Russia invaded Ukraine. Last year I could afford chicken, and now it’s almost a luxury item.
A friend in Germany sent me the link to a song, and I would like to share it with all my blogging friends. The lyrics are in German, sung by many famous European artists who all decided to not ask for any kind of pay or reimbursement to be able to participate in this powerful arrangement.
You’re standing with a “No war” sign as if indulging
the inevitable: this war can’t be stopped,
like bright arterial blood from an open wound
it flows till it kills,
After the tussle—or would you call it
a clash?—we stitch the torn uniforms
you men bring home.
Little needle, glint and glide …