Jan. 21st, 2009

karanguni: (BARACK chibi)
He's not my President, he's not a perfect man, but he has words and I, a human, listened:

We reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals.


This means so much to me as an individual, as a citizen, as a person on our shared earth and as everything else that I can't even say what it means anymore.

 

A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax