I completely forgot to mark it, but this past July was the tenth anniversary of Graphic Firing Table; July 17, 2006 was the very first post up at this joint.
Reminds me; I gotta start trying to figure out what the hell to say.
It's not going to be about this election, oh no. You ain't draggin' me into that.
Maybe a nice cat video?
Hmmm.
Monday, September 19, 2016
Wednesday, September 07, 2016
Our Kind
Our mother knew our worth---
not much. To her, success
was not being noticed at all.
"If we can stay out of jail,"
she said, "God will be proud of us."
"Not worth a row of pins,"
she said, when we looked at the album:
"Grandpa?---ridiculous."
Her hearing was bad, and that
was good: "None of us ever says much."
She sent us forth equipped
for our kind of world, a world of
our betters, in a nation so strong
its greatest claim is no boast,
its leaders telling us all, "Be proud"---
But over their shoulders, God and
our mother, signaling: "Ridiculous."
~ William Stafford
(huge h/t to Lance Mannion, who posted this...)
not much. To her, success
was not being noticed at all.
"If we can stay out of jail,"
she said, "God will be proud of us."
"Not worth a row of pins,"
she said, when we looked at the album:
"Grandpa?---ridiculous."
Her hearing was bad, and that
was good: "None of us ever says much."
She sent us forth equipped
for our kind of world, a world of
our betters, in a nation so strong
its greatest claim is no boast,
its leaders telling us all, "Be proud"---
But over their shoulders, God and
our mother, signaling: "Ridiculous."
~ William Stafford
(huge h/t to Lance Mannion, who posted this...)
Labels:
poetry,
stupid politician tricks,
United States
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