I feel like I can breathe again -- even though the Trump Virus is spreading unremittingly.
I feel as though a real-life Dumbledore's Army has prevailed over the Dark Lord.
I feel as though the Light Side of the Force is finally with us.
I feel like we can define America in one word: Possibilities (which -- thanks to Biden's victory -- was our Word of the Year for 2020, see HERE).
I feel an overwhelming sense of GLEE now that the great storm is over -- and in tribute to the inauguration of Joe Biden as the 46th President of the United States, I have posted Emmett Lee Dickinson's "Glee -- the great storm is over," below on the left. Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem with the same first line, below on the right.
By Emmett Lee Dickinson: Glee – The great storm is over – We – have recovered our Land – We – gone down together – With this crazy Man – Ring – for joyous salvation – Toll – for our tired Souls – Neighbor – and friend – and Voter – Striking upon the Polls – How will they tell the story – When Hist’ry shake the Door – When the Children ask – “But his Grifting – Did they – the Truth ignore?” Then a silence – conveys our sorrow – And then teardrops – well in our eyes – And the Children – no further question – And elation greets – Sunrise – | By Emily Dickinson: Glee – The great storm is over – Four – have recovered the Land – Forty – gone down together – Into the boiling Sand – Ring – for the scant salvation – Toll – for the bonnie Souls – Neighbor – and friend – and Bridegroom – Spinning upon the Shoals – How they will tell the story – When Winter shake the Door – Till the Children urge – But the Forty – Did they – Come back no more? Then a silence – suffuse the story – And a softness – the Teller's eye – And the Children – no further question – And only the Sea – reply – |