We are living in difficult times. The courageous editor of The Courtship of Winds, William Ray, decided to devote an entire issue to the 2024 election. My work, Trawling, can be found there, but I also urge you to read the other work in this provocative magazine.

Trawling

The Republican knows on my door 
and I answer
He's not that Republican, the Big One. He's just a minnow in the little
pond of my town.
Once he helped me in a snowstorm to dig out my car.
I didn't know who he was.
The Republican knocks on my door
And I answer.
He pleads silently with his bulging eyes because
he's not that Republican, the Big One, with the red tie.
He's just a local guy in a lumberjack shirt.
He'd like to win again, serve up pancakes at the Rotary,
keep taxes low.
The Republican knocks on my door
And I answer.
He admires my Pride sign because
he's not that Republican, the Big One, with the ersatz Bible.
He's just a decent guy, caught in a fish net, raised to be kind.
I can tell.
He offers me a thin tote bag with his name on it.
Save it for someone who might use it, I say, and remind him that I'm not in the fold.
I know, he says, maybe recalling the Bernie sticker on that snowy car.
But you can still use a tote bag.


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3 responses to “2024 Election Poem”

  1. Jacqueline Perry Avatar
    Jacqueline Perry

    So good to hear from you. It’s been a long time.Hoping you can make your visit to St. John again. We always love to hear your words.I

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  2. Hi, Thanks for sending this. I read your work, « Trawling », and am always intrigued by what you can do with words. Ordinary words that I would never think to put together, you know how to use them to make me aware of something in a different way. I have read some of the other works too, and intend to read more/all of them. Thank you. Judy

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  3. It is so easy to flare, and then I read Trawling, an essential story, thanks, Gabriella. You remind me that there are people who do not jump with their hot little feet onto one side or the other; rather, they bridge. I imagine the voting booth, wise enough to welcome hot little feet and bridges, too.

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