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Poem for Beltane

The Argument of His Book
By Robert Herrick

I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers,
Of April, May, of June, and July flowers.
I sing of Maypoles, hock carts, wassails, wakes,
Of bridegrooms, brides, and of their bridal cakes.
I write of youth, of love, and have access
By these to sing of cleanly wantonness.
I sing of dews, of rains, and, piece by piece,
Of balm, of oil, of spice, and ambergris.
I sing of times trans-shifting, and I write
How roses first came red and lilies white.
I write of groves, of twilights, and I sing
The court of Mab and of the fairy king.
I write of hell; I sing (and ever shall)
Of heaven, and hope to have it after all.


A joyous day to everyone, whether celebrating a religious holiday or just because it's the lovely month of May. Shall write update in the morning; things got weird today and I don't know why I ran out of time to post, but I'm not even caught up on comments.

If I lived in New York, I would so join the anti-RNC and show Bush that he is not welcome. And go to The World Says No to the Bush Agenda protest. I think Shadow Protest has the right idea about conventions but this is not the time to worry about how the two-party system sucks; this is the time to get Bush out of the White House, ASAP, and worry about fixing the Democrats and independents afterwards. So I encourage all anti-Bush sympathizers to infiltrate the RNC as volunteers, and I encourage Democrats to support the DNC and give all possible empowerment to the only real chance we have for getting Bush the hell out.

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