It began in the anxious darkness of early morning.
The small weather station atop Mount Washington reported Rustling.
On 10th Street, a night cleaner coming off duty heard something in
the Dress Circle at Ford's Theatre but when he looked up, nothing.
Just off Mulberry Street, yesterday's Memphis Daily News whipped
into a mini tornado in the parking lot of the Lorraine Motel.
Pilots working cross-country redeyes
reported Whirlwinds dancing on the tops of the Rockies, the Smokies
and the Sierra Nevada.
And after sunrise, a Rumbling through the Plains.
On their way to vote, early workers leaned into Gusts down the center of
Market Street, Wabash Avenue and along La Cienaga.
Election Day.
Wall Street blushed; Main Street smiled.
Worry and exhaustion was for last night.
Hope is for today.
--Mark Krone
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2 comments:
Yes it is.
How are things looking your way now?
Lovely poem.
Erik,
Thanks for liking the poem.
I awoke at 5:15 am. in a state of excitement and trepidation. I looked out my window at the polling station at the local high school and no one was waiting. At 6, I looked out again, still no one. I went back to bed and at 7, when I looked again, the crowded had materialized as if from no where -- lines reaching around the block. I thought I'd wait to vote until 3 in the afternoon and leave work early.
When I arrived at 3:30, the line was very long. I ended up waiting about 90 minutes. While making dinner at 6, the line actually got shorter as if everyone voted early. We voters were all like the people who leave Cape Cod at 2 pm on a Sunday to avoid the rush and find out that everyone else had done the same.
What a wondrous night it was. Some people around here spoke of the night JFK was elected as being like it -- but we live in a smaller world now and I think this one was bigger.
The topics on your website are so pertinent to my life and interests. I jut read your posts about Carline Knapp and I probably owe my life to her. After reading Drinking: A Love Story, I quit drinking 11 years ago. But that is another story.
Take care and congratulations on the Obama victory. This land is our land once again, including the McCain voters. OUR land, all of us. Not just the select.
--Mark
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