Why isn't Richard Jones running for president? His vision says it all. The common good, and for the good of all, rather than the direction we always seem to be going in--blood, soil, and bombs to blow ourselves away when life is before us asking only that we open our eyes and see.
Cassandra Langer replied on Mon, 02/28/2011 - 08:11am
Thank you for this poem, Mr. Jones. I liked it a lot. It twists like a slippery fish, then something brings it all together: the child whose life has been blasted, commanding the innocents to see it her way now, becoming--for the moment--the mightiest force in the class.
I also remember a girl at school with polio and the first sonic boom over rural Oregon, which brought my family running to my upstairs bedroom window, from where we could scan the black sky, looking for the mushroom cloud we'd all been dreading.
Why isn't Richard Jones running for president? His vision says it all. The common good, and for the good of all, rather than the direction we always seem to be going in--blood, soil, and bombs to blow ourselves away when life is before us asking only that we open our eyes and see.
Thank you for this poem, Mr. Jones. I liked it a lot. It twists like a slippery fish, then something brings it all together: the child whose life has been blasted, commanding the innocents to see it her way now, becoming--for the moment--the mightiest force in the class.
I also remember a girl at school with polio and the first sonic boom over rural Oregon, which brought my family running to my upstairs bedroom window, from where we could scan the black sky, looking for the mushroom cloud we'd all been dreading.