Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Tuesday November 4





Exiled Thucydides knew
All that a speech can say
About Democracy,
And what dictators do,
The elderly rubbish they talk
To an apathetic grave;
Analysed all in his book,
The enlightenment driven away,
The habit-forming pain,
Mismanagement and grief...



Update: this just in from Tom P of Croton (and C. Porter of, ah, Paris)


If a holy Hindu man can,
If a gangly Anglican can,
If in Lesbos, a pure Lesbian can,
Baby, you can can-can too.


4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Darling Robin - you look fab! It's about time you posted a proper photo of yourself. I love the poem --did you write it???

Kisses, Shere

Michelle said...

Just back from voting. YOU BET WE CAN, BABY!
Hugs from another girl from Pennsylvania who adores you.

Amanda V (Batgirl) said...

and YES WE DID! Love this and you look great in this shot! Wonderful poem!

BG

Robin Hunt said...

Thanks very much everyone, but I have to admit that the words aren't mine. They are Auden's from 1939.

Yes We Can is now Yes We Did and so the lines can speak for an ending of something mean and dishonest. This has been an ugly decade in so many ways.