Wed 2024-Nov-06

Trump Redux

Tagged: Politics / ϜΤΦ

So… Trump again. Honestly, I don’t know how we survive this. Survive as a planetary civilization, survive as democracies, or even how I survive personally. I just don’t know how to gather the energy to live through this.

Elegies

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
WH Auden, “Funeral Blues”

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Robert Frost, “Nothing Gold Can Stay”

Published Wed 2024-Nov-06

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