Today Pegman took us to Armenia. I got lost in the beautiful photographs of the country then absorbed by the sad history.
You assumed I died in the Sheykhalan fire.
No.
I am still here.
And so are you for I recorded your stories
of hatred and stored them in my memory boxes,
each marked with a name.
Aslan (Lion): Broke into our home to slit the throats of our men.
Erol (Courage): Coward. Stuck my father’s head on a spike beside our kitchen door.
Tutku (Desire): Raped my mother and me then forced us to walk naked under the Mesopotamian sun.
Haluk (Happy): When we cried out for water, you gave us vinegar instead.
I stored thousands of your hate-stories but now, for balance, I must pull out a few of our own.
Aeron: Danced across the sand in silvery moonlight until we clapped and began to sing.
Havik: Sheltered the smallest of us within his enormous, naked shadow.
Poghos: Threw me out the window and saved me from the flames.
Great take on the prompt. It’s such a beautiful place, and bears such a stain from the violence.
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Thank you.
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What a beautiful tribute. Hints at the beauty through the tragedy. Gave me chills!
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Thank you. I have an Armenian friend who is glad to be here. Who knows what happened to her ancestors.
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Ohhh, that one is beautiful, Alicia. So beautiful that I had to read it more than once. So sad, and yet there’s hope. Great write!
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Thank you, Jelli! You truly just made my day. Smiling.
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Beautifully done, Alicia.
By the way… to add your inLinkz code… when you are typing your story, there are two tabs: One which says “visual” (which is where you type your story from) and the other says “text” – this second one is where you copy the code for the inLinkz. Once you’ve done that, you come back to your “visual” tab where you will see your blue frog!
Hope this helps… 😉
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Thanks, Dale.
I know about the visual/text thing. I just get involved with linking and reading and changing and I forget to switch. I’m glad you reminded me! Sometimes, for someone who expects perfection, I really do a bad job.
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LOL!
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You’ve found a beautiful way of describing how love and goodness can oppose evil. It’s a great metaphor, and you’ve used it very effectively and inspiringly. Kudos!
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Thank you, Penny! Sometimes a list fits the bill. I’m glad you liked my story.
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It was jarring to see Aslan depicted in such a manner since I always think of him in the context of the Narnia Chronicles. Well done.
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Oh, I hadn’t thought about that.
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Dear Lish,
It seems we hall went the same direction, but in our own different ways. Lovely writing for an ugly history. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle. Another piece of past ugliness. I’m afraid there is still so much in the present and it seems to be getting worse.
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Love that mix of ethnic words and imagery, the tragedy with the beauty and a tinge of hope for the future that at least one life has been saved. Glorious, beautiful, moving
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Thank you, Lynn. You are very kind.
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My pleasure
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Oh, this one made me cry. Remembering the goodness amidst all that evil, very touching.
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I think the human spirit so often wins out. “Looking on the bright side” and all that. Otherwise, life could be ever so grim. Thank, Joy.
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There’s a lot to be said for looking on the bright side, I agree!
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Stunningly written.
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Thank you.
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A deeply moving story, even more so by the understated way the crimes are described. I felt sad, angry and touched by the ending. Well told.
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Thanks for reading and commenting.
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such a rich history and “:humanities” piece – and hate to pull out a line from the coheisve flow – but the energy in this poignant line (and where it came in) was nice:
Danced across the sand in silvery moonlight until we clapped and began to sing.
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Thanks very much for reading and leaving such a lovely comment.
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🙂 my pleasure
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