Showing posts with label Armenian. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Armenian. Show all posts
Monday, July 9, 2012
All American Girl with an Armenian Heart and Soul
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Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Armenian Genocide Memorial April 24, 2012
Your Dancing Brown Eyes
April 22nd, 2012
by Mariam Matossian
Your dancing brown eyes,
long
dark lashes
have grown dim
your once swollen cheeks
starved, skeletal
gaunt.
Your parched lips,
with tongue stuck to the roof of your mouth,
try to utter a word:
silence.
Cries of anguish deafen you
Where is the music of your childhood that
marked your days and nights?
The hypnotic rhythms of the dumbek,
oud and
mandolin
That provided the soundscape for your blissful youth?
You take a step
dragging your dirt covered blistered bruised feet
across the desert
Straining ahead
Muscles cramped
you remember the taste of figs, the juice of pomegranate dripping down your
chin
Your protruding belly once filled
now empty,
emaciated.
You close your once dancing brown eyes,
long dark lashes heavy with dust and tears and sweat, meet.
Your close your five year old eyes
And remember what was.
By Mariam Matossian "for my grandmother, upon reflecting on her journey during 1915"
April 22nd, 2012
by Mariam Matossian
Your dancing brown eyes,
long
dark lashes
have grown dim
your once swollen cheeks
starved, skeletal
gaunt.
Your parched lips,
with tongue stuck to the roof of your mouth,
try to utter a word:
silence.
Cries of anguish deafen you
Where is the music of your childhood that
marked your days and nights?
The hypnotic rhythms of the dumbek,
oud and
mandolin
That provided the soundscape for your blissful youth?
You take a step
dragging your dirt covered blistered bruised feet
across the desert
Straining ahead
Muscles cramped
you remember the taste of figs, the juice of pomegranate dripping down your
chin
Your protruding belly once filled
now empty,
emaciated.
You close your once dancing brown eyes,
long dark lashes heavy with dust and tears and sweat, meet.
Your close your five year old eyes
And remember what was.
By Mariam Matossian "for my grandmother, upon reflecting on her journey during 1915"
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Vote for US - Congress to pass resolution on Armenian genocide!
Cast your vote for Congress to pass resolution on Armenian genocide.
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