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Amos Oz: The Gruntwork of Peace (Israeli)

Amos Oz

The Palestinians and Israelis have been in the news the last few days, March 14-16, 2010, as there is an effort by the U.S. to help resume peace talks between the two.  Most people who listen to the reports about how efforts are progressing or coming to a halt, and who see the media, are possibly moved to a new level of despair.  Can peace ever be accomplished?  We have seen previous "talks" come and go.  Prizes have been awarded, declarations and accords made, but still no resolution.  In October 2003, nearly seven years ago, a group of Israeli and Palestinians entered into negotiations which are called the Geneva Accord.  One of the participants in this dialogue was Amos Oz, one of Israel's leading novelists and a founder of the Peace Now Movement.  Following the Accords, Oz wrote an editorial for London's Guardian entitled, "We Have Done the Gruntwork of Peace."   Though the Geneva Accord was not signed by any government or institution, and probably is not acceptable to a large percentage of people in either group, the document is still important for the work it accomplished. Oz wrote about the Accord:

"The goal of the exercise is solely to present the Israeli and Palestinian publics with a window through which they can view a different landscape - no more car bombs and suicide bombers and occupation and oppression and expropriation, no more endless war and hatred. Instead, here is a detailed, cautious solution that does not circumvent any one of the fundamental questions."

Perhaps the document should be explored again as an introduction to the gruntwork that has already been accomplished.  Visit Reflective Writings and the Arts, voiceseducation.org/content/reflective-writings-and-arts, to read a synopsis of the Geneva Accord.



'We have done the gruntwork of peace'

 By Amos Oz

 
The Guardian (UK), Friday October 17, 2003  


I went to the Israeli-Palestinian conference in Jordan in a sceptical frame of mind. I estimated that, as so often in the past, we might succeed in drafting a joint declaration of principles about the need to make peace, to halt terror, to end the occupation and oppression, to mutually recognise each other's rights, and to live as neighbours in two states for two peoples.

We have done all that many times before, at all kinds of conferences and gatherings and with agreements and public statements and what have you. At many points in the past 10 years we have been in striking distance of peace, only to slide again into the abyss of violence and despair.

The same old points of dispute would, I feared, trip us up again: "the right of return" or a solution to the refugee problem? "Return to the 1967 borders" or a logical map that also takes the present into account, and not just history? Open and explicit recognition of the national rights of the Jewish and Palestinian peoples to live each in its own country, or just some equivocating platitude about "peaceful coexistence"? Explicit Palestinian assent to finally and absolutely renounce any additional future claims, or "black holes" that would permit an eventual renewal of conflict and violence?

In previous agreements, including the Oslo agreement, the two sides were very careful not to get caught in the "radioactive core" of the conflict. Refugees, Jerusalem, end of the conflict, permanent borders - all these minefields were marked off by white ribbons and their resolution put off to a better future. The Camp David conference collapsed, after all, the minute it trod on those mines.
A two-family house, not a double bed

On the first evening, the members of the two groups meet for an opening talk. It is a few days after the murder of families and children at the Maxim restaurant in Haifa, a few hours after the killing of several innocent Palestinians in Rafiah, children also among them. A strange ambience pervades the room. Here and there someone tries to crack a joke, perhaps in order to mask the mixture of emotion, resentment, suspicion, and goodwill.

Colonel Shaul Arieli, former commander of the Israel Defence Forces in the Gaza Strip, sits facing Samir Rantisi, a cousin of Hamas leader Abd al-Aziz Rantisi. The son of the late Faisal Husseini, Abd al-Qader al- Husseini (named after his grandfather, who in my childhood was referred to as the commander of the Arab gangs, and who was killed in 1948 in a battle with Israeli forces) sits facing Brigadier General Shlomo Brom, a former deputy commander of the Israeli army's strategic planning division. Next to David Kimche, formerly senior Mossad official and director-general of Israel's foreign ministry, sits Fares Kadura, a leader of the Tanzim, a Palestinian militant guerrilla group.
Through the window, beyond the Dead Sea, we can see the small cluster of lights that marks Kibbutz Kalia, which the Geneva document would transfer to Palestinian control. We also see the large dome of lights marking Ma'aleh Adumim, the Jerusalem suburb along the road to Jericho that, according to the same document, would become an inalienable part of the State of Israel.

We talk and debate (in fluent Hebrew) until after midnight with Hisham Abd al-Raziq, who spent 21 years - half his life - in Israeli prisons. Now he serves as the country's minister for prisoners' affairs. He is almost certainly the world's only cabinet minister for prisoners' affairs. But our own minister-prisoner, Natan Scharansky, is apparently the only person in the entire world who bears the title "minister for diaspora affairs". Some day, Palestine will most likely have a minister for diaspora affairs instead of a minister for prisoners' affairs.

 There is a certain intimacy at such meetings: the Israelis and Palestinians are enemies, but not strangers. The Swiss observer at the conference was certainly astonished to see the frequent switches that took place here, in the rooms and in the corridors, between anger and back-slapping and between jabs as sharp as slivers of glass and simultaneous outbursts of laughter. (Nervous but liberating laughter was brought on by unintentional double-entendres, such as when an Israeli said, "Could I detain you for a moment?" and when a Palestinian said "I'll blow up the meeting on this point.")

When the day comes to sit down with the Syrians, faces will be rigid and stern on both sides of the negotiating table. So the Palestinians are, they say, with the Saudis. But here, in the hotel on the Dead Sea shore (Israeli Knesset member Chaim Oron and former Palestinian cabinet minister Yasir Abd-Rabbo walk around in sandals and shorts) we are more like a long-married couple in their divorce attorney's waiting room. They and we can joke together, shout, mock, accuse, interrupt, place a hand on a shoulder or waist, throw invective at each other, and once or twice even shed a tear.


Because we and they have experienced 36 years of intimacy. Yes, a violent, bitter, warped intimacy, but intimacy, because only they and we, not the Jordanians and not the Egyptians and certainly not the Swiss, know exactly what a roadblock looks like and what a car-bomb sounds like and exactly what the extremists on both sides will say about us. Because since the Six Day War, we are as close to the Palestinians as a jailer is to the prisoner handcuffed to him. A jailer cuffing his wrist to that of a prisoner for an hour or two is a matter of routine. But a jailer who cuffs himself to his prisoner for 36 long years is himself no longer a free man. The occupation has also robbed us of freedom.
This conference was not meant to inaugurate a honeymoon between the two nations. Quite the opposite - it was aimed at, finally, attenuating this warped intimacy. At drafting a fair divorce agreement. A painful, complicated divorce, but also one that unlocks the handcuffs. They will live in their home and we will live in ours. The Land of Israel will no longer be a prison, or a double bed. It will be a two-family house. The handcuffed link between the jailer and his prisoner will become a connection between neighbours who share a stairwell.


A common memorial

Nabil Qasis, a former president of Bir-Zeit University and the Palestinian Authority's minister of planning, is a polite, introverted, melancholy man. He is also a tough negotiator. He is perhaps the only member of the Palestinian group who has no inclination to jest or trade mild jabs with the Israelis. He stops me by the bathroom door to say: "Try, please, to understand: for me, giving up the right of return to the cities and villages we lost in 1948 is to change my identity from here on out."

I really do "try to understand". What the words mean is that Qasis's identity is conditional on the eradication of my identity.

Afterwards, during a discussion in the meeting room, Nabil Qasis raises his voice and demands that the word "return" appear in the document. In exchange, he and his associates will consent to the word being accompanied by reservations. Avraham Burg, a religious Labor member of the Knesset and its former speaker, also raises his voice. He, too, is angry: let Nabil Qasis give up part of his national identity just as I, Avraham Burg, hereby relinquish no less than a part of my religious faith, inasmuch as I am prepared to agree, with a broken heart, to Palestinian sovereignty on the Temple Mount.

For my part, I say that as far as I'm concerned, "return" is a code name for the destruction of Israel and the establishment of two Palestinian states on its ruins. If there's return, there's no agreement. Furthermore, I will be a party only to a document that contains explicit recognition of the Jewish people's national right to their own country.
This was one of any number of difficult moments of crisis during the conference. In the end, neither the term "right of return" nor the word "return" appear anywhere in the document. It speaks of a comprehensive solution of the entire Palestinian refugee problem, outside the borders of the State of Israel. Moreover, the document we signed, the Geneva Initiative, recognises, unequivocally, the right of the Jewish people to their own country, alongside the state of the Palestinian people.

As far as I am aware, we have never heard from any representative Palestinian actor the words "the Jewish people," and we have certainly not heard any word of recognition of the Jewish people's national right to establish an independent state in the Land of Israel.

At 2.30am, over the 15th cup of coffee, in a break between argument and drafting and between discussion and bargaining, I tell Yasir Abd-Rabbo and several of his associates: some day we will have to erect a joint memorial to horrible folly, yours and ours. After all, you could have been a free people 55 years ago, five or six wars ago, tens of thousands of dead ago - our dead and your dead - had you signed a document similar to this one in 1948. And we Israelis could have long ago lived in peace and security had we offered the Palestinian people in 1967 what this document offers them now. Had we not been inebriated with victory after the conquests of the Six Day War.
We'll even bear Sharon on our shoulders

There is no point at all to the hysteria that the document's opponents are now encouraging. Its authors know very well that Sharon and his cabinet are the legal government of Israel. They also knew that their initiative, which is the fruit of an intense series of meetings between the parties, conducted in strict secrecy during a period of two years, is no more than an exercise.

The goal of the exercise is solely to present the Israeli and Palestinian publics with a window through which they can view a different landscape - no more car bombs and suicide bombers and occupation and oppression and expropriation, no more endless war and hatred. Instead, here is a detailed, cautious solution that does not circumvent any one of the fundamental questions.

Its fundamental principle is: we end the occupation and the Palestinians end their war against Israel. We give up the dream of Greater Israel and they give up the dream of Greater Palestine. We surrender sovereignty in parts of the Land of Israel where our hearts lie, and they do the same. The problem of the 1948 refugees, which is really the heart of our national security predicament, is resolved comprehensively, completely, and absolutely outside the borders of the State of Israel and with broad international assistance.

If this initiative is put into action, not a single Palestinian refugee camp, afflicted with despair, neglect, hatred, and fanaticism, will remain in the Middle East. In the document we have in hand, the Palestinian side accepts contractually, finally, and irrevocably that it does not have and will never have any future claims against Israel.
At the end of the conference, after the signing of the Geneva initiative, a representative of the Tanzim told us that we now perhaps see on the horizon the end of the 100-year war between the Jews and the Palestinians. It will be replaced, he said, by a bitter struggle between those on both sides who promote compromise and peace, and a fanatical coalition of Israeli and Palestinian extremists.

That struggle is now in full force. Sharon opened it even before the Geneva initiative was published, and the leaders of Hamas and Islamic Jihad rushed to support him, using the very same vocabulary of vituperation.
What does the Geneva initiative document not have? It has no teeth. It is no more than 50 pages of paper. But if the people on both sides accept it, tomorrow or the day after, they will find that the gruntwork of making peace has already been done. Almost to the last detail. If Sharon and Arafat want to use this paper as a basis for an agreement, its authors will not insist on their copyright. What if Sharon presents a different, better, more intricate, more patriotic plan that is also accepted by the other side? Let him do it. We'll congratulate him. Even though Sharon, as everyone knows, is a weighty personage, my friends and I will bear him on our shoulders.


(c) Amos Oz 2003. Translated by Haim Watzman.
Guardian Unlimited (c) Guardian Newspapers Limited 2003

 

The Background of the The Geneva Accord


Introduction

Israeli opposition leaders, led by Yahad (then Shachar)  movement leader Yossi Beilin and Palestinians led by Yasser Abd-Rabbo, negotiated a new draft agreement, that would supposedly replace the Oslo accords as the basis for Israeli-Palestinian peace. The draft document was  finalized, and a ceremony marking the agreement was conducted in Jordan October 12, though the text has not yet been released and the document was not signed. Yossi Beilin had negotiated an analogous draft document with Abu Mazen (Mahmoud Abbas) in 1995 when he was working for then Israel Foreign Minister Shimon Peres.

The document is incomplete and is missing several appendices that are still in the process of negotiation. The key innovations of the agreement:

  • Palestinians give up Right of Return of Palestinian refugees

  • Israel gives up sovereignty over the Temple Mount/Haram Al-Sharif, and evacuates Ariel, Efrat, Kiryat Arba, Ofra, Elon Moreh, Bet El, Eli  Har Homa, the Hebron settlement and many others.

  • Access to the Temple Mount/Haram Al-Sharif would be regulated at the discretion of the Muslim Waqf committee as at present.

  • Israel gets to keep the wailing wall, the Jewish quarter of Jerusalem, Mt. Scopus and the Mt. of Olives in Jerusalem, as well as Ma'aleh Edumim and the Gush Etzion settlement block and settlements around East Jerusalem.

  • The implementation of the accord will be overseen by an international committee, which would also ensure access to holy places,  and security will be the responsibility of a multinational force.

Under the agreement about half of the 220,000  Jewish settlers in the West Bank would have to evacuate their homes while the other half live in settlements that would be incorporated into Israel. The agreement makes no provisions whatever for Israeli Arabs living in portions of Jerusalem that will be given to the Palestinian authority.

The Geneva Accord apparently intends to say that Palestinian refugees will be compensated and will be resettled in Palestine or other countries, with only a few coming to live in Israel. A specific stipulation states that the number of refugees returning to Israel will be determined by Israel alone. On the other hand, the document refers to UN General Assembly Resolution 194 and UN Security Council resolution 242. Palestinians believe that Resolution 194 gives refugees the right to return to Israel if they so chose. Some Palestinian negotiators immediately denied that the document gives up right of return. Eventually most Palestinian organizations condemned the Geneva Accord for giving up right of return. Israel government figures and especially PM Ariel Sharon were quick to condemn the document, and even former Labor  party PM Ehud Barak heaped scorn on it. Yasser Arafat and Fatah Tanzim leadership cautiously welcomed the document.

Opinion polls showed that 20 to 50% of Palestinians and Israelis approved of the accord, depending on who asked the questions and how they were asked. Israeli Jews objected to losing sovereignty over the temple mount, excessive (in their view) territorial concessions, and ambiguous provisions concerning right of return for Palestinian refugees. Jews fear that if large numbers of refugees are allowed into Israel, they will constitute a majority within a short time because of higher Palestinian birth rate, and would put an end to Israel as a homeland as a Jewish people. Palestinian refugees insist on the right to return to the homes they abandoned or were forced to flee in 1948. Many have kept keys to their houses, though the houses themselves no longer exist. Israeli Jews have also raised the issue of compensation for over 600,000 Jews who were forced to flee Arab countries and lost their property when the State of Israel was created.

The Israeli government slammed the accords because they conceded much more than the government is willing to concede, and because they attempted to leapfrog the roadmap process,  which was not supposed to discuss final status until a much later phase.

Yossi Beilin is a very unpopular figure among large segments of the Israeli population, who were unhappy that he had gone over the heads of the elected government to conclude an agreement. Palestinians objected to giving up the Right of Return, and those, like Hamas, who who do not recognize Israel at all, objected to recognizing Israel as a separate Jewish state.

The negotiating teams do not represent their governments and the document is not a peace treaty that would be binding on any government. It is a proposal for a solution that has been worked out by both sides in the hope that the ideas will become part of the political mainstream in each society. As such it is an important milestone that has generated a great deal of discussion, and attracted the attention of the US Department of State. US Secretary of State Colin Powell met with the negotiators as did UN Secretary General Annan, and it was decided to follow up on progress in implementing this document.

Following the release of the Geneva Accord in December, Yossi Beilin's Shahar movement was merged with the Meretz party to form a new party called Yahad. Yahad adopted the Geneva accord as the basis of its platform regarding the solution to the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. The Israel Labor Party also adopted features of the accord, though Labor party leaders objected to the accord itself. Perhaps stimulated by the Geneva Accord, PM Ariel Sharon announced a unilateral "solution" that Israel would adopt if there was no further progress in implementing the roadmap.

Right wing Zionist commentators have characterized the Israeli signers as "leftist extremists." One article averred that Yossi Beilin, an admirer of Reaganomics, is a "Stalinist," but the list of participants includes people from the Israeli center and left and a Likud member of Knesset (parliament). Likewise, the Palestinians present were representative of the mainstream of Palestinian political life.

Following were some of the persons who participated in the meeting and who signed the cover letter accompanying the release of the accord:

 Palestinian participants:

Yasser Abed-Rabbo, former Minister of Information and Culture;Prisoners Affairs Minister Hisham Abd-el Razek; Nabil Qassis. former Minister of Tourism; Qadoura Fares and Mohamed Horani, members of the PLC associated with the Fatah/Tanzim movement; Ghadi Jarei, member of the Prisoners Committee and Fatah member; General Zoheir Manasra, former governor of Jenin and head of Preventative Security in the West Bank; Samih al-Abed; Bashar Jum’a;  Dr. Nazmi Shuabi; Gheith al-Omri; Jamal Zakut;   Nazmi Jub’a.

 Israeli participants:

Yossi Beilin, former Justice Minister; Amnon Lipkin-Shahak, former IDF Chief of Staff and head of the Center party; Member of Knesset (Labor) and former Labor party leader Amram Mitzna; Member of Knesset (Labor) and former Speaker of the Knesset Avraham Burg; Brigadier General (res.) Giora Inbar, a former division commander; Brigadier General (res.) Gideon Sheffer, former director of the IDF Personnel Branch and deputy director of the National Security Council; Brigadier General (res.) Shlomo Brom, former head of the strategy staff; Colonel (res.) Shaul Arieli;  Former Minister of Immigrant Absorption and Member of Knesset (Labor) Yuli Tamir; Member of Knesset (Meretz) and former Minister of Agriculture Haim Oron; Member of Knesset (Meretz) and former Minister of Education Yossi Sarid; Professor Aryeh Arnon (a leader of Peace Now); former Member of Knesset (Likud) Nehama Ronen; authors Amos Oz, David Grossman, and Zvia Greenfield; Dr. Menachem Klein; and Yoram Gabay.

 


 

Poems from Guantanamo: The Detainees Speak

Ode to the Sea

Ibrahim al-Rubaish

 

O sea, give me news of my loved ones.

Were it not for the chains of the faithless, I would have dived into you,
And reached my beloved family, or perished in your arms.

Your beaches are sadness, captivity, pain, and injustice.
Your bitterness eats away at my patience.

Your calm is like death, your sweeping waves are strange.
The silence that rises up from you holds treachery in its fold.

Your stillness will kill the captain if it persists,
And the navigator will drown in your waves.

Gentle, deaf, mute, ignoring, angrily storming,
You carry graves.

If the wind enrages you, your injustice is obvious.
If the wind silences you, there is just the ebb and flow.

O sea, do our chains offend you?
It is only under compulsion that we daily come and go.

Do you know our sins?
Do you understand we were cast into this gloom?

O sea, you taunt us in our captivity.
You have colluded with our enemies and you cruelly guard us.

Don’t the rocks tell you of the crimes committed in their midst?
Doesn’t Cuba, the vanquished, translate its stories for you?

You have been beside us for three years, and what have you gained?
Boats of poetry on the sea; a buried flame in a burning heart.

The poet’s words are the font of our power;
His verse is the salve for our pained hearts.

 

“Ibrahim al-Rubaish was teaching in Pakistan when he was arrested by mercenaries and sold to allied forces. A religious scholar who dislikes hostility and was once a candidate for a judgeship, Rubaish has a daughter, born just three months before he was captured, who is now five years old. During a military administrative hearing, he was told: ‘If you are considered to be a continued threat, you will be detained. If you are not considered a threat, we will recommend release. Why should we consider releasing you?’ Rubaish’s response was, ‘In the world of international courts, the person is innocent until proven guilty. Why, here, is the person guilty until proven innocent?’”

 

My Heart Was Wounded by the Strangeness

Abdulla Majid Al Noaimi

 

My heart was wounded by the strangeness.
Now poetry has rolled up his sleeves, showing a long arm.

Time passes. The hands of the clock deceive us.
Time is precious and the minutes are limited.

Do not blame the poet who comes to your land,
Inspired, arranging rhymes.

Oh brother, who need not be named, I send you
My gift of greetings. I send heavily falling rains

To quench your thirst and show my gratitude.
My poem will comfort you and ease your burdens.

If you blame yourself, my poem will appease you.
My mind is not heavy with animosity.

I will be satisfied once you are free, and I will embrace you.
There is nothing, brother, like a mild agreeable temper.

I will offer advice out of pure cordiality–
Advice from one who has experienced the impossible:

You will not gain everything your soul desires;
Some things will come to you, but others will not.

Forget what people say and be satisfied with who you are.
Patience, the bony animal, will lead you to meat.

Be generous to others, brother,
And leave behind your avaricious spirit.

If your brother has hurt you,
Recall his god deeds and the pain will go away.

Hide the sadness of your heart as in a valley.
Make it your captive; if released, it will make you suffer.

No matter how long our separation lasts, I will not forget you.
What is hidden in our hearts is expressed in my words.

You are precious and grow more precious.
He who has companions like you will never lose dignity.

I hope that your nights will always be cheerful.
May the Lord compensate you for what you have lost.

I ask the Merciful One to guide you to peace.
May the Lord keep you fast on the path of virtue.

I conclude my poem by invoking prayers and blessings,
On the messenger of Allah, Ahmed, his chosen one.


According to his biography in Poems from Guantanamo: the detainees speak (Universty of Iowa Press, Marc Kalkoff editor), Abdulla Majid al Noaimi is a twenty-four-year-old citizen of Bahrain who attended Old Dominion University in Virginia, but returned home after a year, heart broken over breaking up with his girlfriend. Shortly after beginning his electrical engineering studies in the UNited Arab Emirates in 2001, Noaimi traveled to Afghanistan to find a family member who had not been heard from in some time. After an unsuccessful search, he made his way to the Pakistani border and asked to be taken to the Bahrain embassy. Instead Pakistani authorities turned him over to the US military. He was detained in Kandahar, Afganistan, for about five months before being transferred to Guantanamo. He was released from the prison camp in November 2005.

 

Source: http://artpredator.wordpress.com/2009/03/23/poems-from-guantanamo-ode-to-the-sea/

 

         

 

Hunger Strike Poem

Adnan Farhan Abdul Latif

 

They are artists of torture,

They are artists of pain and fatigue,

They are artists of insults

and humiliation.

Where is the world to save us

from torture?

Where is the world to save us

from the fire and sadness?

Where is the world to save

the hunger strikers?


Is It True?

Osama Abu Kabir

Is it true that the grass grows again
after rain?
Is it true that the flowers will rise up
in the Spring?
Is it true that birds will migrate home again?
Is it true that the salmon swim back up
their stream?

Is it true.  This is true.  These are all miracles.
But is it true that one day we'll leave
Guantanamo Bay?
Is it true that one day we'll go back
to our homes?

I sail in my dreams, I am dreaming of home.
To be with my children, each one part of me;
To be with my wife and the ones that I love;
To be with my parents,
my world's tenderest hearts.
I dream to be home, to be free from this cage.

But do you hear me, oh Judge,
do you hear me at all?
We are innocent, here,
we've committed no crime.
Set me free, set us free, if anywhere still
Justice and compassion remain in this world!

 

Dunya Mikhail (Iraqi)


Dunya Mikhail

Dunya Mikhail has been a witness to two wars in her lifetime.  Born in Baghdad, Iraq in 1965 she is an ethnic Assyrian.  She worked early in her career as a literary editor for the Baghdad Observer.  She was forced to flee Iraq in the late 1990s after facing countless threats and harassment from the government.  Mikhail received the United Nations Human Rights Award for Freedom of Writing, and in 2004 she received the PEN’s translation award for her poetry collection, The War Works Hard.  A speaker of Arabic, Assyrian and English. Mikhail’s poetry appears in numerous journals and anthologies including World Beat: International Poetry Now and Iraqi Poetry Today.

 

The War Works Hard

How magnificent the war is
How eager
and efficient!
Early in the morning
it wakes up the sirens
and dispatches ambulances
to various places
swings corpses through the air
rolls stretchers to the wounded
summons rain
from the eyes of mothers
digs into the earth
dislodging many things
from under the ruins
some are lifeless and glistening
others are pale and still throbbing
it produces the most questions
in the minds of children
entertains the gods
by shooting fireworks and missiles
into the sky
sows mines in the fields
and reaps punctures and blisters
urges families to emigrate
stands beside the clergymen
as they curse the devil
(while the poor remain
with one hand in the searing fire).
The war continues working, day and night
it inspires tyrants
to deliver long speeches
awards medals to generals
and themes to poets
it contributes to the industry
of artificial limbs
provides food for flies
adds pages to the history books
achieves equality
between killer
and killed
teaches lovers to write letters
accustoms young women to waiting
fills the newspapers
with articles and pictures
builds new houses
for the orphans
invigorates the coffin makers
and gives grave diggers
a pat on the back
paints a smile on the leader's face.
It works with unparalleled diligence!
Yet no one gives it
a word of praise.

 

Mikhail, Dunya.  The War Works Hard (New Directions, 2005).

"Yesterday I lost a country," Dunya Mikhail writes in The War Works Hard, a revolutionary work by an exiled Iraqi poet—her first to appear in English. Amidst the ongoing atrocities in Iraq, here is an important new voice that rescues the human spirit from the ruins, unmasking the official glorification of war with telegraphic lexical austerity. Embracing literary traditions from ancient Mesopotamian mythology to Biblical and Qur'anic parables to Western modernism, Mikhail's poetic vision transcends cultural and linguistic boundaries with liberating compassion.

 

U.S. Service Members Who Died in Operation Iraqi Freedom and Operation Enduring Freedom - February 19 to March 4, 2010

Total Fatalities: 5,374

4,367   Operation Iraqi Freedom

1,007   Operation Enduring Freedom

 

February 19, 2010: Lance Cpl. Joshua H. Birchfield (Marines, 3rd Battalion, 4th Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division, I Marine Expeditionary Force, Twentynine Palms,CA).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operations in Farah Province).

Hometown: Westville, IN; 24 years old.

 

February 19, 2010: Cpl. Gregory S. Stultz (Marines, 3rd Reconnaissance Battalion, 3rd Marine Division, III Marine Expeditionary Force, Okinawa, Japan).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operations in Helmand Province, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Brazil, IN; 22 years old.

 

February 20, 2010: Staff Sgt. Michael David P. Cardenaz (Army, 2nd Battalion, 12th Infantry Regiment, 4th Brigade Combat Team, 4th Infantry Division, Fort Carson, CO).  Incident: Died in Kunar, Afghanistan when enemy forces attacked his unit with rocket-propelled grenades.

Hometown: Corona, CA; 29 years old.

 

February 20, 2010: Staff Sgt. Christopher W. Eckard (Marines, 8th Engineer Support Battalion, 2nd Marine Logistics Group, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, NC).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operations in Helmand Province, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Hickory, NC; 30 years old.

 

February 21, 2010: Capt. Marcus R. Alford (Army, 1st Squadron, 230th Cavalry Regiment, Louisville,TN).  Incident: Died in Qayyarah, Iraq, of wounds suffered when their OH-58D Kiowa Warrior helicopter had a hard landing.

Hometown: Knoxville, TN; 28 years old.

 

February 21, 2010: Sgt. Marcos Gorra (Army, 2nd Battalion, 82nd Combat Aviation Brigade, 82nd Airborne Division, Fort Bragg, NC). Incident: Died at Kandahar Airfield, Afghanistan, of wounds sustained while supporting combat operations.

Hometown: North Bergen, NJ; 22 years old.

 

February 21, 2010: Chief Warrant Officer Billie J. Grinder (Army, 1st Squadron, 230th Cavalry Regiment, Louisville,TN).  Incident: Died in Qayyarah, Iraq, of wounds suffered when their OH-58D Kiowa Warrior helicopter had a hard landing.

Hometown: Gallatin, TX; 25 years old.

 

February 21, 2010: Lance Cpl. Matthias N. Hanson (Marines, 3rd Battalion, 6th Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, NC).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operations in Helmand province, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Buffalo, KY; 20 years old.

 

February 21, 2010: Lance Cpl. Adam D. Peak (Marines, 2nd Battalion, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, NC).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operations in Helmand Province, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Florence, KY; 25 years old.

 

February 21, 2010: Pfc. J.R. Salvacion (Army, 1st Battalion, 12th Infantry Regiment, 4th Brigade Combat Team, 4th Infantry Division, Fort Carson,CO),  Incident: Killed in Senjaray, Afghanistan, when insurgents attacked his unit with a makeshift bomb.

Hometown: Ewa Beach, HI; 27 years old.

 

February 21, 2010: Lance Cpl. Eric Ward (Marines, 2nd Battalion, 2nd Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune,NC).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operations in Helmand Province, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Redmond, WA; 19 years old.

 

February 23, 2010: Cpl. Daniel T. O'Leary (Army, 307th Brigade Support Battalion, 1st Brigade Combat Team, 82nd Airborne Division, Fort Bragg, NC).  Incident: Died in Fallujah, Iraq, of injuries sustained during a vehicle roll-over.

Hometown: Youngsville, NC; 23 years old.

 

February 25, 2010: Sgt. William C. Spencer (Army, 2nd Battalion, 146th Field Artillery Regiment, Olympia,WA).  Incident: Died at Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Landstuhl, Germany, of wounds sustained Feb. 20 while supporting combat operations at Combat Outpost Marez, Iraq.

Hometown: Tacoma, WA; 40 years old.

 

February 27, 2010: Staff Sgt. William S. Ricketts (Army, 1st Battalion, 508th Parachute Infantry Regiment, 4th Brigade Combat Team, 82nd Airborne Division, Fort Bragg, NC).  Incident: Died at Bala Murghab, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when insurgents attacked his unit with small arms fire.

Hometown: Corinth, MI; 27 years old.

 

March 1, 2010: Lance Cpl. Carlos A. Aragon (Marines, 4th Light Armored Reconnaissance Battalion, 4th Marine Division, Marine Forces Reserve, based out of Camp Pendleton, CA).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operations in Helmand Province, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Orem, UT; 19 years old.

 

March 1, 2010: Spec. Josiah D. Crumpler (Infantry, 1st Battalion, 508th Parachute Infantry Regiment, 4th Brigade Combat Team, 82nd Airborne Division, Fort Bragg, NC).  Incident: Died in Bala Murghab, Afghanistan, when insurgents attacked their unit using small arms and rocket-propelled grenade fires.

Hometown: Hillsborough, NC; 27 years old.

 

March 1, 2010: Spec. Matthew D. Huston (Army, 1st Battalion, 508th Parachute Infantry Regiment, 4th Brigade Combat Team, 82nd Airborne Division, Fort Bragg, NC).  Incident: Died in Bala Murghab, Afghanistan, when insurgents attacked their unit using small arms and rocket-propelled grenade fires.

Hometown: Athens, GA; 24 years old.

 

March 1, 2010: Spec. Ian T.D. Gelig (Army, 782nd Brigade Support Battalion, 4th Brigade Combat Team, 82nd Airborne Division, Fort Bragg, NC).  Incident: Died in Kandahar, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered when enemy forces attacked his vehicle with a makeshift bomb.

Hometown: Stevenson Ranch, CA; 25 years old.

 

March 1, 2010: Sgt. Vincent L.C. Owens (Army, 3rd Battalion, 187th Infantry Regiment, 3rd Brigade Combat Team, 101st Airborne Division (Air Assault), Fort Campbell, KY).  Incident: Died at Forward Operating Base Sharana, Afghanistan, of wounds suffered earlier that day when enemy forces attacked his vehicle using direct fire in Yosuf Khel.

Hometown: Forth Smith, AR; 21 years old.

 

March 4, 2010: Lance Cpl. Nigel K. Olsen (Marines, 4th Light Armored Reconnaissance Battalion, 4th Marine Division, Marine Forces Reserve, based out of Camp Pendleton, CA).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operations in Helmand Province, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Orem, UT; 21 years old.

 

March 4, 2010: Spec. Anthony A. Paci (Army, 1st Battalion, 17th Infantry, 5th Brigade, 2nd Infantry Division, Joint Base Lewis-McChord, WA).  Incident: Died at Gereshk, Afghanistan, of injuries suffered during a vehicle rollover.

Hometown: Rockville, MD; 30 years old.

 

Partaw Naderi (Afghanistan)

Partaw Naderi was born in Badakhshan in northern Afghanistan, in 1953. Steeped in the rich traditions of Persian poetry, his bold innovations have led him to be regarded as one of the leading modernist poets in Afghanistan. He studied in his birthplace and graduated from the Faculty of Sciences at Kabul University in 1354 [1976]. He was imprisoned in the notorious Pul-e-Charki prison by the Soviet-backed regime for three years in the 1970s shortly after he’d begun to write poetry. He is now widely regarded as one of the leading modernist poets in Afghanistan, the lyrical intensity of his work coupled with his bold use of free verse distinguishing him as a highly original and important poet. After years in exile he recently returned to live in Kabul where he is president of Afghan PEN.

 

The Bloody Epitaph

This palm tree has no hope of spring
This palm tree blossoms
with a hundred wounds
            - the daily wounds of a thousand tragedies
            - the nightly wounds of a thousand calamities
This palm tree is a bloody epitaph
at the crossroads of the century

                        *

Here, by the river,
•-    a river of blood and tears -
the roots of this palm tree
are congealed with disaster
are knotted with the blind roots of time

                        *

Here, the sky
unwinds its bloody cloth
from barren red clouds
to shroud the shattered lid of a coffin
•-    a broken mirror of rain
This palm tree has no hope of spring

                        *

This palm tree has no hope of spring
This palm tree is starred
with a hundred bruises
         from the whip of the north wind
My palm!
         My only tree!
                   My spring!
Many years have passed
since the bird of blossoms
flew away from your desiccated branches 

Butterflies abandon you
My heart is broken

 

Earth

The earth opens her warm arms
to embrace me
The earth is my mother
She understands the sorrow
of my wandering

My wandering
is an old crow
that conquers
the very top of an aspen
a thousand times a day

Perhaps life is a crow
that each dawn
dips its blackened beak
in the holy well of the sun

Perhaps life is a crow
that takes flight with Satan’s wings

Perhaps life is Satan himself
awakening a wicked man to murder

Perhaps life is the grief-stricken earth
who has opened up her bloodied arms to me

And here I give thanks
on the brink of ‘victory’

translated by Sarah Maguire

 

Lucky Men

When your star is unseen in this desolate sky,
your despair itself becomes a star.

My twin, the steadfast sun, and I
both grasp its far-flung brilliance.

* * * *

In a land where water is locked up
in the very depths of desiccated rocks,
the trees are ashamed of their wizened fruits.

The honest orchard is laid waste —
such a bloodied carpet
is spread before the future.

* * * *

Yesterday, leaning on my cane,
I returned from the trees' cremation.

Today, I search the ashes
for my lost, homeless phoenix.

Perhaps it was you who shadowed me,
perhaps it was only my shadow.

Even though the lucky men in my land
lack stars in the heavens, lack shadows on the earth

they welcome any stars
that grace their devastated sky.

O, my friend, my only friend,
turn your anguish into constellations!

 

The literal translation of this poem was made by Yama Yari

The final translated version of the poem is by Sarah Maguire


Sarah Maguire is the founder and director of the Poetry Translation Centre. She has published four highly-acclaimed collections of poetry, most recently The Pomegranates of Kandahar, which was shortlisted for the TS Eliot Prize 2007. She received a Cholmondeley Award in 2008.

Yama Yari was born in Herat in 1980 and came to the UK in 1999. He is the co-translator, with Sarah Maguire, of A Thousand Rooms of Dream and Fear (Chatto, 2006) by Atiq Rahimi, Afghanistan's most important living novelist.


Prayer of the Children

Prayer for the Children, Fiber art by Susan Wei, Ashland, NH

As I do occasionally, I was wandering through youtube in search of Croatian music.  I don't know how many people know of the proliferation of choirs that come out of Croatia and other republics of the former Yugoslavia, but there are many.  While on my journey I found this offering by Kurt Bestor, the Prayer of the Children.  What a powerful piece.  Here is a little information about Bestor and how he came to write the piece.  It is performed below byt the Baylor University Men's Choir.

Prayer of the Children is a song for a four-part men's choir, with words and music written by Kurt Bestor and arranged by Andrea S. Klouse. 

Bestor served as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Serbia during the 1970s. He lived with many different races and religions of people in this war torn country; Serbians, Muslims, Croatians, etc. At one point, he was working in a hospital caring for the children who had been devastated by the war that was not theirs. While retrieving supplies from a neighboring town, this hospital was bombed. Bestor came back to find it destroyed and all the innocent little children he had come to care for dead. When he returned to the US, he was inspired to write a song in tribute to the children, the innocent, who were the ones most suffering from the war. Bestor described how he came to write the song:

Having lived in this war-torn country back in the late 1970's, I grew to love the people with whom I lived. It didn't matter to me their ethnic origin - Serbian, Croatian, Bosnian - they were all just happy fun people to me and I counted as friends people from each region. Of course, I was always aware of the bigotry and ethnic differences that bubbled just below the surface, but I always hoped that the peace this rich country enjoyed would continue indefinitely. Obviously that didn't happen. When Yugoslavian President Josip Broz Tito died, different political factions jockeyed for position and the inevitable happened - civil war. Suddenly my friends were pitted against each other. Serbian brother wouldn't talk to Croatian sister-in-law. Bosnian mother disowned Serbian son-in-law and so it went. Meanwhile, all I could do was stay glued to the TV back in the US and sink deeper in a sense of hopelessness. Finally, one night I began channeling these deep feelings into a wordless melody. Then little by little I added words....Can you hear....? Can you feel......? I started with these feelings - sensations that the children struggling to live in this difficult time might be feeling. Serbian, Croatian, and Bosnian children all felt the same feelings of confusion and sadness and it was for them that I was writing this song.

He told Meridian Magazine:

"Those children didn't hate anybody," he said. "They didn't care about who owned the land, or who had the power or the money. These are adult neuroses. They just wanted to have a mom and dad and a place to play."

 

 

Can you hear the prayer of the children
on bended knee, in the shadow of an unknown room?
Empty eyes with no more tears to cry
turning heavenward toward the light.
Crying," Jesus, help me
to see the morning light of one more day,
but if I should die before I wake,
I pray my soul to take."
Can you feel the hearts of the children
aching for home, for something of their very own.
Reaching hands with nothing to hold onto
but hope for a better day, a better day.
Crying," Jesus, help me
to feel the love again in my own land,
but if unknown roads lead away from home,
give me loving arms, 'way from harm."
(oooooo la la la la etc etc.)
Can you hear the voice of the children
softly pleading for silence in their shattered world?
Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate,
blood of the innocent on their hands.
Crying," Jesus, help me
to feel the sun again upon my face?
For when darkness clears, I know you're near,
bringing peace again."

Dali čujete sve dječje molitve?

Can you hear the prayer of the children?


Source: Wikipedia, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prayer_of_the_Children.


Experiencing Life and Death

Last week in the blog we listed the name of Lance Corporal Alejandro J. Yazzie, a member of the 1st Combat Engineer Battalion, Marines, as having been killed in hostile small arms fire in Helmand, Afghanistan.  This morning, National Public Radio journalist, Soraya Sarhaddi Nelson, offered a first-hand view of how Lance Corporal Yazzie lost his life while clearing improvised explosive devices around the Taliban stronghold of Marjah.  Alejandro J. Yazzie was a member of the Navajo Nation in Rock Point, Arizona. 

This is Why Life is Hell

The Afghan Women’s Writing Project began as an idea during novelist Masha Hamilton’s last trip to Afghanistan in November 2008. Her interest in Afghanistan was sparked in the late 1990s during the Taliban period, when she understood it was one of the worst places in the world to be a woman. Masha first visited the country in 2004, and was awed and inspired by the resolute courage of the women she met. When she returned, she saw doors were closing and life was again becoming more difficult, especially for women. She began to fear we could lose access to the voices of Afghan women if we didn’t act soon.

The Afghan Women’s Writing Project is aimed at allowing Afghan women to have a direct voice in the world, not filtered through male relatives or members of the media. Many of these Afghan women have to make extreme efforts to gain computer access in order to submit their writings, in English, to the project.  Here is a sampling of their work.

 

My First Namaz

Meena

In the rainy season of Pakistan, the news of my grandmother’s death made our lives rainier
This season showed me my father’s tears for the first time
His red eyes hurt so much, I wanted to take the pain away but didn’t know how

 

Educated Afghans: Return!

Who can solve these problems? Of course, the government. Who can help government? Of course, we Afghans must start taking action. I make a friendly request to all educated Afghans who live in Western countries to take the initiative. We need educated Afghans to come back to their motherland and help those helpless people. I know life is terrible in Afghanistan. The West is full of luxuries. Afghanistan is a poor country. The lifestyle is underprivileged. But we have to sacrifice for something we adore. If we want to create a safe life for the next generation, we have to sacrifice to come live among our people, take their hands and show them the right way. We have a saying in Afghanistan: “When you are stable and secure, take the hand of the one who has fallen and help him/her to stand up.”

 

Women Walking Alone

Shogofa

I am from long line of women who have walked alone …
From a land that smells of the blood of innocent people
From a people who have lost everything in war – sons, daughters, fathers, and mothers
From a people feeling hopeless
I am from long line of women who have walked alone


Visit the Afghan Women's Writing Project at www.awwproject.org.

 

For Whom the Bell Tolls

 

It was a quiet gathering — except for the constant tolling of a church bell.

The bell, which sat on the top of the United Methodist Church in Corvalis, WA church’s front staircase, sounded exactly 999 times Sunday, February 21, 2010 to mark the number of U.S. soldiers killed in Afghanistan during Operation Enduring Freedom.

Local peace activist LoErna Simpson said the idea to toll the bell came about two weeks ago when she realized the number of U.S. soldier deaths was quickly approaching a benchmark. The ringing started at noon and ended with 999 chimes at 1:02 p.m. 


U.S. Casaulties Lost February 7-18, 2010

February 7. 2010: Private 1st Class Charles A. Williams (Army, 97th Battalion, 18th Military Police Brigade) Incident: Hostile fire at Camp Nathan Smith, Kandahar, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Fair Oaks, CA; 29 years old.


February 9, 2010: Sgt. Adam J. Ray (Army, 4th Battalion, 23rd Infantrey Regiment, 5th Stryker Brigade Combat Team, 2nd Infantry Division, Johgn Base Lewis-McChord, WA).  Incident:  Died in southern Afghanistan, of worunds suffered when insurgents attacked his unit with a makeshift bomb.

Hometown: Louisville, KY; 23 years old.


February 13, 2010: Spc. Bobby J. Pagan (Army, 1st Battalion, 12th Infantry Regiment, 4th Brigade Combat Team, 4th Infantry Division, Fort Carson, CO).  Incident: Hostile fire, IED attack, Kandahar, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Austin, TX; 23 years old.


February 13, 2010: Staff Sergeant John A. Reiners ((Army, 1st Battalion, 12th Infantry Regiment, 4th Brigade Combat Team, 4th Infantry Division, Fort Carson, CO).  Incident: Incident: Hostile fire, IED attack, Kandahar, Afghanistan.

Hometown Lakeland, FL; 24 years old.


February 13, 2010: Cpl. Jacob H. Turbett (Marines, 2nd Combat Engineer Battalion, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, NC).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operation in Helmand province, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Canton, MI; 21 years old.


February 13, 2010: Sergeant Jeremiah T. Wittman (Army, 1st Battalion, 12th Infantry Regiment, 4th Brigade Combat Team, 4th Infantry Division, Fort Carson, CO).  Incident: Hostile fire, IED attack, Kandahar, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Carby, MT; 26 years old.


February 15, 2010: Pfc. Jason H. Estopinal (Marines, 2nd Battalion, 2nd Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeuine, NC).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operations in Melmand province, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Dallas, GA; 21 years old.


February 16, 2010: Lance Cpl. Noah M. Pier (Marines, 1st Battalion, 3rd Marine Regiment, 3rd Marine Division, III Marine Expeditionary Force, Kaneohe Bay, HI).  Incident: Died while supporting combat operations in Helmand province, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Charlotte, NC; 25 years old.


February 17, 2010: Petty Officer 1st Class Sean L. Caughman (Navy, Naval Mobile Construction Battalion Twenty-Two, Kuwait).  Incident: Non-hostile (site of death not available).

Hometown: Fort Worth, TX; 43 years old.


February 17, 2010: Private 1st Class Eric D. Currier (Marines, 3rd Battalion, 6th Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, NC).  Incident: Hostile small arms fire in Helmand, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Londonderry, NH; 21 years old.


February 17, 2010: Lance Corporal Alejandro J. Yazzie (Marines, 1st Combat Engineer Battalion, 1st Marine Division, I Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Pendleton, CA).  Incident: Hostile small arms fire in Helmand, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Rock Point (Navajo Nation), AZ; 23 years old.


February 18, 2010: Private 1st Class Kyle J. Coutu (Marines, 3rd Battalion, 6th Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, NC).  Incident: Hostile fire in Marjah, Helmand, Afghanistan)

Hometown: Providence, RI; 20 years old.


February 18, 2010: Lance Corporal Klelin T. Dunn (Marine, 1st Battalion, 6th Marine Regiment, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, NC).  Incident: Hostile small arms fire in Marjah, Helmand, Afghanistan.

Hometown: NA; 19 years old.


February 18, 2010: Larry M. Johnson (Rank not reported) (Marine, 2nd Combat Engineer Battalion, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Station not yet reported).  Incident: Hostile small arms fire in Marjah, Helmand, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Scanton, PA; 19 years old.


February 18, 2010: Sergeant Jeremy R. McQueary (Marine, 2nd Combat Engineer Battalion, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, NC).  Incident: Hostile small arms fire in Marjah, Helmand, Afghanistan.

Hometown: Columbus, IN; 27 years old.




Not in Our Name

"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere."  Martin Luther King, Jr. 

The poem below, Pledge of Resistance, is a statement of conscience that is associated with Not in Our Name project.  Unfortunately, the project itself came to an operational close over a year ago.  The work of the group is still captured on their website: notinourname.net and the beliefs they espoused shared by many. The group which came into existence soon after 9/11 worked collectively on three points of unity: no war on the world, no detentions and roundups and no police state restructions.  The Pledge of Resistance is read by hip hop artist, Saul Williams.  Williams is also seen in the documentary, Voices in Wartime.

 

The Pledge of Resistance

We believe that as people living
in the United States it is our
responsibility to resist the injustices
done by our government,
in our names

Not in our name
will you wage endless war
there can be no more deaths
no more transfusions
of blood for oil

Not in our name
will you invade countries
bomb civilians, kill more children
letting history take its course
over the graves of the nameless

Not in our name
will you erode the very freedoms
you have claimed to fight for

Not by our hands
will we supply weapons and funding
for the annihilation of families
on foreign soil

Not by our mouths
will we let fear silence us

Not by our hearts
will we allow whole peoples
or countries to be deemed evil

Not by our will
and Not in our name

We pledge resistance

We pledge alliance with those
who have come under attack
for voicing opposition to the war
or for their religion or ethnicity

We pledge to make common cause
with the people of the world
to bring about justice,
freedom and peace

Another world is possible
and we pledge to make it real.

 

 

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