He left his country behind without much of a choice
and for thirty plus years from a new homeland
he hears of the new order
of the youth in jeans giddy with something
he would not call freedom.
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In Warsaw
14 hours ago
Friday, October 7, 2011
My Father
He left his country behind without much of a choice
and for thirty plus years from a new homeland
he hears of the new order
of the youth in jeans giddy with something
he would not call freedom.
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The blurring of forms in the photo together with the dissonance in the poem are very moving.
Yes, one persons freedom can be another persons tyranny.
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