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“Grief is the price we pay for love.” — Queen Elizabeth, September 22, 2001



Never Forget | United We Stand

Last Updated: 10/19/16 at 3:20 PM

The pledges of solidarity that meant so much in the weeks after 9/11 soon lost their resonance. The reports below run the gamut of issues that most Americans don’t realize reflect so poorly on our nation and still cause pain to so many who deserve better. As soon as possible, we want to address the ways the public can still make a difference. For now, those for whom the promises to never forget and stand united really do mean something will want to familiarize themselves with the stories that follow. Once the TTA lawsuit against the Port Authority is concluded we will have more time to focus on the abuses of power that can still be arrested.

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How the Pain of 9/11 Still Stays With a Generation

 


“Dirge Without Music”

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.
Crowned with lilies and with laurel they go: but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains – but the best is lost.

The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.


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