Tuesday, December 2, 2008

she sang

it was that which i heard that moved me. the sounds of her singing voice in our post colonial Beirut apartment. layed out by a seemingly sometimes neurotic Huda Fawaz turned Haddad

we sat listening to a mono recording from 1971 as she seemingly happy to hear herself continued dubbing herself live.
we witness

it was that which i heard that moved me
the sounds of her stories recounting history of Jedo Amin during world war one.
his letters attempting to interpret the state of war through the eyes ears and all other senses of a doctor...she not yet born

teta you are a charm
a pretty faced pretty voiced shaking old wrinkly lady that you've become

parkinson's disease moves you
and i am moved by you

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