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Abandoned house, Kerak, Jordan.
“When I go down and see the way some people live
and look around dismayed,
shame scorches my cheeks like the back of a flatiron.
How we hold our tongues..." - Andrei Voznesensky
Posted by Tara Bradford on 09 August 2014 at 11:52 | Permalink
Andrei Voznesensky, Gaza, human rights, Jordan, Kerak, Palestinians, photography, poetry, travel
How it must ache to see an area in which you once lived (or nearby) so torn apart. This is beautiful -- and sad.
11 August 2014 at 15:09
Some days are difficult to hold the tongue.
10 August 2014 at 21:38
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