Cross Connect
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Poet and poem of the issue:
Gregory Djanikian "Covenant"
I did not know about Bhutto's assassination yesterday when I posted. In reading about her life, I am struck by some facts:
Her father was assassinated also, hung by a military regime in the same town where she was killed.
She will be buried next to him in the place of her birth.
Her brother also died under mysterious circumstances in France.
Her father encouraged her to study influential women including Joan of Arc and Indira Ghandi, both of whom were also assassinated.
I saw two pictures this morning.
In one, taken a little time before her death, she is behind a podium wearing deep, royal blue, a white veil, long strings of red and white flowers around her neck, eyes shining, smiling at her people [looking out towards her people], her arms out, raised, hands palms up to heaven.
In the other, a man wearing black, feet planted wide, rubble and bodies on the ground around him, his arms out, raised, hands limp, palms out in the haze, head back resting on his right shoulder, eyes closed [looking but not seeing], teeth exposed below his mustache in a grimace, a street light in the distance in exactly the same pose, like a cross ready to be put to use, to fulfill its purpose.
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