Friday, May 30, 2008

ECHOES OF LIFE'S UNCERTAINTIES IN THE WHITE HOUSE CORRIDORS

by Earl J. Wilcox


Do not go gently into that good night of writing your memoirs
while those about whom you write are still in power.

Oh, do not ask me what is it?.
Let us go and make our visit.


In the room the media come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

I would not have thought there were so many of them.
We learn to love the things for what they are.

That is not what I meant at all,
That is not it, at all.


Blest be the tie that binds
our hearts in political love.

Merd, merd, merd, merd.


Earl J. Wilcox writes about aging, baseball, literary icons, politics, and southern culture. His work appears in more than two dozen journals; he has contributed 34 poems to the New Verse News.
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