Thursday, December 25, 2008

Mr. Sandburg & Snow

(Editor's note: Merry Christmas from The Political Game!)

STORMS begin far back.

You can't have a storm offhand
like somebody took a notion and
decided a storm would be right
handy to come off now and here.

The moan and lash of the winds
came out of a place nice for
them, nice for their growing.

The anger of the waters lay
breeding, spawning, pent up
and ready to go.

The blaze of the prongs,
the zigzags of forked fire,
they had a long seed-time
in a womb of unborn flame
before they went to town
and came howling, "You don't
know what goes on here but
we'll tell you."
This storm now didn't come out of nowhere
-it had a starting place, a home and a womb
-far back it began, brother, sister,
-far back, sweetheart.

Carl Sandburg, "Storms Begin Far Back" from War-Time


John T. Richards Jr. said...

Nice...Merry Christmas Tara.


Tara A. Rowe said...

Thanks, John. Merry Christmas to you as well!