TRUMPING HIS HORN…
I watched
President Trump’s press conference today, and William Wordsworth’s poem “The
World Is Too Much with Us” came to mind; but what made Trump`s press conference
so riveting was that he was pushing back at a world that has been too much with
us for far too long, and I for one love him for pushing back!
The
World Is Too Much with Us
The world is too
much with us, late and soon,
Getting and
spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in
nature that is ours;
We have given our
hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares
her bosom to the moon:
The winds that
will be howling at all hours
And are
up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for
every thing, we are out of tune;
It moves us
not—Great God! I’d rather be
A Pagan suckled in
a creed outworn;
So might I, standing
on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that
would make me less forlorn
Have sight of
Proteus coming from the sea;
Or hear old Triton
blow his wreathed horn.
What
interesting times we live in…
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