Sunday, on my way into the subway at Colombus Circle, there was a massive, peaceful demonstration challenging positions of the president-elect Donald Trump. People gathered in a united purpose of freely voice their views with signs imploring Trump to act & deploring his purported intentions. My daily descent down into the subway garnered a more meaningful experience. Our communal means of shared transportation felt more unifying and humbling. We tend to take for granted the close proximity that binds us as a community and the commitments we feel obligated to each other & to our individual conscience. Poet/professor Billy Collins (b Amer 1941) was honored as a US Poet Laureat (2001.) His succinct prose strikes a solid message of strength, inspiration & humility. "SUBWAY" was commissoned to celebrate the Gramd Cemtral Centenial. I noted the poem this afternoon on a subway car riding underground while crowds gathered above to voice their political views & conscience in the the day's sunshine:
As you fly swift underground
with a song in your ears
or lost in the maze of a book
Remember the ones who descended here
into the mire of bedrock
to bore a hole through the granite
to clear a passage for you
where there was only darkness
Remeber me as you come up into the light
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