Sunday, September 13, 2026

Poetry Sunday


I don't need to tell you that we live in troubled times. As I wrote in last Friday's post, we are living in a world shaped by decisions quickly made in fear after events that - in retrospect - wiser people might have foreseen. There are other warnings around us now, and we're ignoring those, too ...

The Problem with Early Warnings
by Charles Rafferty

People don't like to leave a party 
unless the house is actually 
on fire. Even then, if the flames 
are far enough away to be pretty, they'll finish 
their drink, take one more pass 
at the hors d'oeuvres.
How things happen has always been 
unclear. Hurricanes begin 
in a place where no one lives.
Agents of the government start 
to wear masks. Fascism is 
a word my neighbors won't use 
yet. They are following
the law, they say, and the sirens 
are coming for someone else.


Have a good day. Try not to ignore the warning signs slowly creeping up around around you, however comfortable it is to do so ... and be sure to take your worries to the ballot box in November.

More thoughts coming.

Bilbo 

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