What perfect lovers! How wise! How sweet and delightful! A
bare point marks warning, indicates
high volume without content. “We enjoyed you,” the woman said to
her mother's killer. What's
the mark for that? A mark is not a symbol, like a flag, but an
invitation to act, or pause, or stop. We advise against exclamations
as too full of sentiment, preferring full stops, or semis. Yet
“take down that flag!” marks time; stop history, revise and
reclaim it. To forgive is to
mark time as release, leave the burden of hate to himself alone.
To forgive is to stick
a pin in the balloon, pull air into one's lungs and breathe. Let him
who is without breath know what it means to have it. Let
air be the mark of solace we cannot see or hear past the still
opening
door of the church.
--21 June 2015
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