BEYOND THE IMAGINARY: A STUDENT FROM GAZA
It surely exists
as surely more surely
than you or I
more surely than this place of mine
Same sun same moon and sky
with similar starlighting
yet the sonic intrusions are different
the nights and days are different
Those children driven toward death daily
are still being born and dying there
their mothers trembling past pain
as old men weep with wonder
Despite the visits and images of distress
renewed year upon year renewed by films
that hide little and show s well hard truths
despite the futile rage mixed with tears
Despite all this weighing down of heart and soul
Gaza remains a blank space in the recoiling mind
a void valley of despairing darkness
a wound without boundaries
So condemned it seems to this deforming destiny
such an endless night expects no dawn
expects not even an audience
for this prison theater of crime
The real Gaza will always be unimaginable
it can only be lived lamented loved
and then forgotten by forms of departure
forgotten even by the most tender among us
And yet her presence before me now
seems so much stronger than my imaginary
her eyes shining her smile glistening
for her we must learn to walk in the dark
For her we must do more than hope
Global Justice in the 21st Century 
Dear, dear Richard Falk:
I love your sensative, kind, warm, lovely poetic words.
You are a beacon in this world and I very much admire you.
With my respect, sincerely,
Georgianne E. Matthews
Thanks, Georgianne, your encouragement is very sustaining for me.