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07 April 2011 @ 05:19 pm
Poetry: "The People, Yes"  
He was a mystery in smoke and flags 
Saying yes to the smoke, yes to the flags, 
Yes to the paradoxes of democracy, 
Yes to the hopes of government 
Of the people by the people for the people,
No to debauchery of the public mind, 
No to personal malice nursed and fed, 
Yes to the Constitution when a help, 
No to the Constitution when a hindrance 
Yes to man as a struggler amid illusions, 
Each man fated to answer for himself: 
Which of the faiths and illusions of mankind 
Must I choose for my own sustaining light 
To bring me beyond the present wilderness?

     Lincoln? Was he a poet?
     And did he write verses?
“I have not willingly planted a thorn
     in any man’s bosom.”
I shall do nothing through malice: what 
     I deal with is too vast for malice.”

Death was in the air.
So was birth.

~ Carl Sandburg

The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on April 13th, 2011 03:58 am (UTC)
I see my replies from last week never took. :0

I think I've seen the title to this poem, but never read the actual poem before.

Given my ridiculous fangirling of Lincoln, I suppose posting this poem up was inevitable!