
Il y a non loin d'ici un petit pays que j'aime. Ses noms chantants me font rêver:
Artibonite, Les Cayes, Jacmel, Gonaïves, Puerto-Principe, Croix-des-Bouquets, Petit Goave ...

Sa richesse , ce sont ses hommes et ses femmes, chantres et magiciens, travailleurs infatiguables, élégants poètes :
René Depestre, Gabriel Bienaimé, les
Aiglons ou les
Loups Noirs, rois du
compas, ambianceurs, poêtes ou agriculteurs, peintres ou bosmétal.

Ceux qui ont déjà connu un tremblement de terre savent que c'est un phénomène terriblement destructeur et anxiogène, les répliques qui perdurent rappellent cruellement la menace qui continue de planer.
Tout est à faire là-bas - alors soyons généreux.

Mwen ka aimé an ti peyi. Nom ay cé
Les Cayes,
Artibonite,
Grand Goave ...
Moun ayti cé
Denis Laferrière, Laennec Hurbon, Franketienne ou gran poet-la
René Depestre.
Kan terre-la pren balan, tout kaz krazé , an lo moun ka ped vi - lézot pli ka prié Bondiébon, Ogoun ou Erzulie
Bay fos pou Haïti - jodi jou.

Were we affected by the quake ? Not physically (Haïti is a 2 hours flight away from here) but morally yes: I keep trying to help, but the situation there is dramatic,
and I can't help thinking it would be just the same here if a major quake happenned.
I suffered some "disturbing" small quakes in 2004 (5.2) - it was really frightening - and a major hit in the end of 2007: 7.0, a quake that lasted about 50 seconds - just imagine it took me a few seconds to simply realize an earthquake is happenning, then I jumped under my desk and counted 48 seconds, trying to figure out where I was, what was upstairs in the building, trying to figure out how I would get out of it, listening to the sounds outside ... terribly frightening ! That time it was a big blow, but very deep so we had very few impact: no casualties at all.
It comes back from time to time and brings back bad memories.
Helping the others might be a good therapy, don't you think !?
