Poem: Pledge
Pledge Republic, your cool hands On my schoolgirl shoulders. Not sure what allegiance meant Until the vows were held by heart, By memory, by rote, by benign betrothal. Republic, you were mine, I knew Because of Mother’s religious pamphlets: Lindsay for Mayor. McGovern for President. How to Register Voters. I didn’t ever want to go to school On Saturdays. The baby-sitter said If Nixon won, I’d have … Continue reading Poem: Pledge