Democracy Today Poem by Hans Ostrom
Democracy Today
A politician's head swelled
and burst out of a televising screen,
crashing onto the floor of my room,
rolling to my feet, where it lay,
face up, a grin glued on like a photo
of a keyboard, eyes fixed wide open,
genderless features painted
with studio-makeup, hair
formed like fine-spun fiberglass,
forehead shining like porcelain.
I howled, jumped up, ran
out the door into the street,
where everyone wore masks
that looked like the face on
the floor of the room I'd fled.
'We're all going to vote! ' the
masked crowd cried.
'You will join us! '
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5/4/2024 12:14:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Once again, you have done a great job in using visual images of the reader's shared experience. I have been busy with bookings to read from my poetry and short stories in Healdsburg, San Rafael and North Beach. Dec 11th I was at the College of Marin to meet and hear Kay Ryan read from her work. Her comedic sense came through enhanced by her comments and response to questions from the large audience. Most of my new work in on coffeeconnection.co.uk. There, I am posted as tjmjr. Enjoy the 'Holiday' break, as it is now politically correctly called. Tom