“Poems, regardless of any outcome, cross the battlefields, tending the wounded, listening to t
“Poems, regardless of any outcome, cross the battlefields, tending the wounded, listening to the wild monologues of the triumphant or the fearful. They bring a kind of peace. Not by anaesthesia or easy reassurance, but by recognition and the promise that what has been experienced cannot disappear as if it had never been. Yet the promise is not of a monument. (Who, still on a battlefield, wants monuments?) The promise is that language has acknowledged, has given shelter, to the experience which demanded, which cried out.”- John Berger, And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as PhotosArt: Miki Kratsman, Untitled, 2001. 116 x 170 cm, digital inkjet print. -- source link
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