Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Jenin At Last: A Journey Across the Roof of Palestine
Anne Gwynne, the remarkable, retired banker from Wales, and a loyal and loving friend to Palestinians, prefaces her must read story (click the headline) with the following poem by A.E. Housman.
By Anne Gwynne
INTO MY HEART an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
—A. E. Housman
By Anne Gwynne
INTO MY HEART an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
—A. E. Housman
