"Language is the mother, not the handmaiden, of thought; words will tell you things you never thought or felt before.
Always the following wind of historyOf others' wisdom makes a buoyant airTill we come suddenly on pockets where Is nothing loud but us; where voices seemAbrupt, untrained, competing with no lieOur fathers shouted once.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Always the following wind of historyOf others' wisdom makes a buoyant airTill we come suddenly on po...
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