12,842. HOW MANY LOVELY THINGS

HOW MANY LOVELY THINGS

How many lovely things I love

are too confusing after all : On

the high precipice, yes, something

is perched. Oh Lolly! Shall it fall?

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Once I was in Ohio, the place called

Yellow Springs. I admit, it was pretty

cool  -  out behind the town, the Little

Miami River. Antioch too.

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Some guy was running a raging bonfire

on the open lawn. It was Nov 2, a few

days before Trump got elected. Everyone

said that would never happen, but I said

back, 'I just drove across Pennsylvania,

and Ohio too. Something's going on.

All along the Interstates, those farmers

had given over their facing fields for

large Trump banners. I gotta' figure

that for something.' At the least a

change of manners.

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Life went on. You should have heard

the monumental academic gasp just

a few days later.
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I've always believed there's a
secondary meaning to everything.
The things we don't see but our spirit
surmises. Cloud-smoke, the haze of
battle, the mist of indecision too.
Those things end up all counting
heavy, for something.