Still searching for closure, comfort, clarity, after the horrible events of the past week.
Turning to the poet C. P. Cavafy.
Specifically, his poem “Amilianos Monai, Alexandrian, A.D. 628 – 655.” Here’s how the poem begins:
Out of talk, appearance and manners
I will make an excellent suit of armor;
and in this way I will face malicious people
without feeling the slightest fear or weakness.
They will try to injure me but of those
who come near me none will know
where to find my wounds, my vulnerable places,
under the deceptions that will cover me.
Stay tuned, dear blog readers. Stay tuned.