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Lawrence Hall [email protected] https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com                                For the 20th of January                                       1961 and 2021                  The deed of gift was many deeds of war                                          -Robert Frost Miz Hawkins brought a television to school So we could watch the inauguration Of a president “born in this century” But he seemed really old to us anyway God looked like President Eisenhower And God was surely a Methodist President Kennedy was a Cath’lic (In their basements they hid shortwaves and guns) Shortwaves tuned to the Vatican and that ol’ Pope So could a Cath’lic be a good American? But the nation was young, and so were we And America was God’s best creation And because America was the Leader of the World And we had whipped the Nazis and the **** [sic] All by ourselves, and invented the Bomb We were the blessing of democracy over all Robert Frost spoke grand words in the January frost I was hoping for his “Stopping by Woods” Because I had memorized that in school But he gave us something else, “The Gift Outright” And then with frosted breath the President Asked us what we could do for our country Our country later asked us about Viet-Nam But for now Miz Hawkins shushed all us deeds of gift The nation was young that day, and so were we – And everything seems so much older now Our long ago optimism a deed of gift To angry old men whose voices rattle Rattle from behind armored glass and barbed wire Barbed wire left over from DaNang and Saigon And a thousand abandoned desert posts Each a gift outright to Ozymandias Who late bestrode the littered Capitol steps His wrinkled lips loud-yelping in command Over our increasingly antique land “Made it, Ma! Top of the World!” The happy crowds of ’61 are sand There are no crowds in ’21, only silence Behind ranks of soldiers (properly vetted) Standing in empty streets, waiting for a Traveller References: Robert Frost, “The Gift Outright” Shelley, “Ozymandias” Warner Brothers, White Heat (film), 1949
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Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 10:00 PM UTC
For the 20th of January 1961 and 2021
Lawrence Hall [email protected] https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com                                For the 20th of January                                       1961 and 2021                  The deed of gift was many deeds of war                                          -Robert Frost Miz Hawkins brought a television to school So we could watch the inauguration Of a president “born in this century” But he seemed really old to us anyway God looked like President Eisenhower And God was surely a Methodist President Kennedy was a Cath’lic (In their basements they hid shortwaves and guns) Shortwaves tuned to the Vatican and that ol’ Pope So could a Cath’lic be a good American? But the nation was young, and so were we And America was God’s best creation And because America was the Leader of the World And we had whipped the Nazis and the **** [sic] All by ourselves, and invented the Bomb We were the blessing of democracy over all Robert Frost spoke grand words in the January frost I was hoping for his “Stopping by Woods” Because I had memorized that in school But he gave us something else, “The Gift Outright” And then with frosted breath the President Asked us what we could do for our country Our country later asked us about Viet-Nam But for now Miz Hawkins shushed all us deeds of gift The nation was young that day, and so were we – And everything seems so much older now Our long ago optimism a deed of gift To angry old men whose voices rattle Rattle from behind armored glass and barbed wire Barbed wire left over from DaNang and Saigon And a thousand abandoned desert posts Each a gift outright to Ozymandias Who late bestrode the littered Capitol steps His wrinkled lips loud-yelping in command Over our increasingly antique land “Made it, Ma! Top of the World!” The happy crowds of ’61 are sand There are no crowds in ’21, only silence Behind ranks of soldiers (properly vetted) Standing in empty streets, waiting for a Traveller References: Robert Frost, “The Gift Outright” Shelley, “Ozymandias” Warner Brothers, White Heat (film), 1949
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