The Poem Omitted

Noon of January 20 is a deadline.  It marks the date when the term of one President ends and the term of another begins.  The momentous event takes place courtesy of a simple 35 word statement:

The Oath of Office:

I do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States, and will to the best of my Ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States.

This is usually preceded by some musical events and the swearing in of the Vice President.  Following the Presidential swearing in, the new President normally gives an inaugural speech followed by poetry and benediction.  All of this is meant to signify the peaceful transfer of power from one leader to another and has been a source of pride for the US since the founding of the nation. 

In 1960, Robert Frost was invited to recite a poem.  Due to sun shining in his eyes, he could not read the text of a rather long creation and recited The Gift Outright from memory instead.  The poem he meant to give “Dedication” can be read in the linked Boston Globe article, but essential are the closing lines:

Firm in our free beliefs without dismay,
In any game the nations want to play.
A golden age of poetry and power
Of which this noonday’s the beginning hour.

This year Russia played in our election apparently to make sure that the person being sworn in at noonday would not be the one who could be trusted with the office in her care for the country but rather the one that would favor them and their political view of the world.  Time is running out.  Will Donald J. Trump have the patriotic zeal to resign before committing perjury as he is sworn in?  Will the GOP have the courage to fully investigate the Russian hackings, twisting, dissemination and involvement of Trump campaign activists?  Will there be enough “Hamilton Electors” to throw the election to the House of Representatives.

It is probably too late to install the person who should be sworn in courtesy of her huge popular vote.  It is not too late to save the nation.

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About Jamie

Retired Writer Editor - Loves Books, Musical Theater, politics for a good argument, genealogy, Scotland and owls
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2 Responses to The Poem Omitted

  1. rebelliousrenee says:

    Screw Trump…. the only gift he gives is lots of material to the late night comedians… keep hammering away!

    Rick and I live in Robert Frost country. He had a farm in Derry, NH and one can visit it. There’s also a poetry museum in Franconia, NH. It is the house where Frost wrote “The Road Not Taken”. We haven’t been to the Derry property…. but we have been to the place in Franconia… it’s beautiful! Up there in the mountain air. You can sit in rocking chairs on the front porch and watch the hawks soaring above.

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    • Jamie says:

      I would so love to see that part of the country. The appointments to the Trump cabinet scare the beejeesus out of me. It looks like an invitation to either war, poverty, or environmental destruction. Definitely nothing pretty.

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