I've been reading Crane's The Red Badge of Courage and a line from the end got me thinking on the discussion from yesterday. It goes: "So it came to pass that as he trudged from the place of blood and wrath, his soul changed. He came from hot-ploughshares to prospects of clover tranquilly and it was as if hot-ploughshares were not. Scars faded as flowers."
The ploughshares bit is obviously referring to the bible (Isaiah 2:4), but the part that struck me is, "Scars faded as flowers". It gives me hope. Hope that the pandemic in Africa will be properly combated as the scars of white-black interaction's history fades.
Mushy, right?
Ploughshares
I've been reading Crane's The Red Badge of Courage and a line from the end got me thinking on the discussion from yesterday. It goes: "So it came to pass that as he trudged from the place of blood and wrath, his soul changed. He came from hot-ploughshares to prospects of clover tranquilly and it was as if hot-ploughshares were not. Scars faded as flowers."
The ploughshares bit is obviously referring to the bible (Isaiah 2:4), but the part that struck me is, "Scars faded as flowers". It gives me hope. Hope that the pandemic in Africa will be properly combated as the scars of white-black interaction's history fades.
Mushy, right?