This poem is a tribute to the kerfuffle of President and candidate Biden’s recent debate performance. If I were to pick an alter-ego other than “Top Pun,” on some days I might choose “Cassandra” the Greek mythological character fated to utter true prophecies but never to be believed. Of course, even Cassandra’s curse is limited, as no one can predict the future reliably. Still, America’s chronic collective amnesia yields innumerable tragic repetitions of history. Simply knowing a bit of history seems like staring into the sun sometimes. May we make a future steeped in the lessons and wisdom learned from our collective past, weather that future be ours or daze.<\/p>\n
The Age of Know Surprise<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n Cassandra shakes This poem is a tribute to the kerfuffle of President and candidate Biden’s recent debate performance. If I were to pick an alter-ego other than “Top Pun,” on some days I might choose “Cassandra” the Greek mythological character fated to … Continue reading
\nHer head no’ing
\nCountless ages
\nAnd fated futures
\nCursed to sea
\nThose unfathomable tears
\nOf typhoons waving
\nStill waters running deep
\nAnd ships flagging
\nDue too unseen lessens
\nThis idiomatic age
\nBiden its time
\nSublimely approachable
\nAs beer goggles undated
\nA bombshell from afar
\nAnd debatable performances to come
\nAs know surprise
\nAs confusion says
\nMystifyingly clear
\nDespite the mass portending
\nWho could have divined such a fete
\nA kingly hole
\nThe soul of a nation
\nVacated
\nEven beyond Cassandra’s sight
\nWhat will arise from that?
\nBared deep in our psyche
\nIn tuition
\nAnd fruition<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"