Friday, November 11, 2016

Anthem: America Out On A Limb

Do not be crestfallen, 
A mere leaf trembling 
In a mean wind; 

You were made 
For higher things 
Stirring underground, 

Compose yourself 
For what is about 
To begin. 


  1. Thank you, Jonathan; To borrow a phrase from Aristotle, I don't think we will have to wait very long to see if the whole of Trump's hateful rhetoric is greater than the sum of its parts.