Sour Grapes Post Election 2012

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Today... I will post a thing of beauty....

 I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.

I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went 
    down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy bosom 
    turn all golden in the sunset.
"The Negro Speaks of Rivers," by Langston Hughes

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