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No poem or play or song can fully right a wrong inflicted and endured | RIP Malachi Ritscher | EQUALITY OF MAN BEFORE HIS CREATOR

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Anything can happen, the tallest towers Be overturned, those in high places daunted, Those overlooked regarded.
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In this era of artificial intelligence, it is becoming urgent to distinguish human art from what machines produce. There is an ontological difference, even before an aesthetic one, between art and what a machine can generate through statistical calculation based on millions of images created by others. Algorithms lack the spark of humanity. For this reason, the Church wishes to renew an alliance with artists and cultural institutions to safeguard our humanity.
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Thinking of weary soldiers in Ukraine, of families in flimsy tents in Gaza, on this cold winter night, I remember this poem: poetryfoundation.org/poems/5…
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A poem I wrote after the 2007 fires on Parnitha:
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'Flaming June' painted by Lord Frederic Leighton, 1895.
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Me every morning to Twitter:
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Be advised my passport’s green. No glass of ours was ever raised to toast the Queen.
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Blazing Saddles; People of the land
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First Moloch, horrid king, besmear’d with blood
Of human sacrifice, and parents’ tears,
Though for the noise of Drums and Timbrels loud
Their children’s cries unheard, that pass’d through fire
To his grim idol.
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Human beings suffer They torture one another, They get hurt and get hard. No poem or play or song Can fully right a wrong Inflicted and endured.
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My heart besieged by anger, my mind a gap of danger.
I walked among their old haunts.
the home ground where they bled;
And in the dirt lay justice like an acorn in the winter
Till its oak would sprout in Derry
where the thirteen men lay dead. #BloodySunday50
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Replying to @amalt @jpbrammer
I have hoarded The tests That were in The pharmacy And which You were probably Saving For Christmas Forgive me They were negative So accurate And so scarce
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