Charlottesville essayist Val Matthews tells us why she believes in the necessity of poetry.
PRESIDENTIAL RE-ELECTION (by Val Matthews, from her "Little Book" titled "This and That")
In my distress, I turned the Messiah up full blast
So that it echoed over the silent farm fields.
“This is very loud,” said my son.
Standing outside in the dark I looked up at the sky.
There was an object like a star but it was moving –
Zig-zagging across the darkness -
I called my son, he could not hear above the music's roar
I dragged him out and we looked up and there it was again,
Zig-zagging from a different point,
Quite frantic in its flight. A UFO my son said. But why
The frantic flight? Perhaps it heard what we heard and
Felt the way we felt.
