From America’s founding to present day, why has it been so difficult to achieve peace and justice from our conflicts?

What outcomes do the American people expect from the expenditure of national blood and treasure?

During this ongoing series of events, we will bring together nationally and internationally recognized experts, practitioners, academics, and interested citizens to address these vexing questions. We will also employ the humanities to convey a deeper understanding of the violence and conflict of war. As part of this project, you will have the opportunity to attend various art, music, film and theater experiences that will illuminate the imprint war leaves upon the human soul.

All events associated with this project are FREE and OPEN TO THE PUBLIC!

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Why Athena?

The goddess Athena is featured in The Iliad and other ancient literature as a wise warrior, protector, and artisan who metes out justice.
Below, Athena contemplates the names of the dead of the Trojan War, etched into a tablet, while the poems dramatize separation of warrior and beloved.
Athena’s prominence in our logo signifies the need to ponder the impact of war, while actively working toward a better peace.
Moreover, she signifies that conflict has been with us since the emergence of humanity, and that we, like every generation, must address it in our era.

Athena,
Greek mythological goddess
of wisdom and war,
is featured in Homer’s Iliad
as the warrior-defender,
protector of civilized life
and of artisan activities.

Hector to Andromache

I dreamt again of dry leaves rustling
Of winds howling off the shore
Carrying them away in great gusts
Till all were carried away.

It will be tomorrow, I think
Our final parting. Love for you
Tells me dishonor would be a small
Price for another moment together.

If we could but disappear,
I’d gladly surrender pride and glory
To keep you by my side,
My bride, my very life.

But we both know I must fall.
My men, my city, my family, even you
Demand I stand firm
Leaving you, our child,
Everyone I love to
Who knows what calamities.

My death, I fear, will be the easiest,
Quick as an eye’s blink,
And I’ll be spared knowing
What will follow.

Will the Greeks hold their honor?
Or will blood flow
like a river
With nothing sacred
And no one spared?

Since the gods shield us
From knowing the end,
Let my last glimpse of you  Be your sweet smile.

Let's recall tender words we shared,
Give thanks for time together
For laughter and tears
And every moment
Life gave.

If she has nothing for us,
Let’s not berate her,
For what she gave was
All we needed to sustain us.

Andromache to Hector

No, my love, I won’t scold her, or you.
The trap we face
And what our end will be
Is all too clear.

And yes, I’ll smile for you.
But once you’re gone,
My heart will turn to something
More unyielding
Than the battle-hardened Greeks.

You say the gods spare us
Knowing all there is to come
But haven’t they shown us
Enough of war
To already hear the terrorized screams
And cries of despair that must follow?

And, as the gods calmly gaze,
The victors will ensure
Troy’s women more cause to weep
Than any man or boy who died.

For we will be their slaves
Forced to bear every humiliation
Hoping each breath will be our last.

Livecchi, John, Retellings: Homer's Characters Speak in Our Time, (c) 2018. Hear the author read his poems here.