Thursday, February 07, 2008
"You Can Have It": A Poem
a campaign lament by Blip Romney, guest blogger and seventh son of former presidential candidate Mitt Romney
My Dad comes home from the California primary
and climbs the stairs to one of our mansion's rooms.
I can hear the bed groan and his sensible Gucci shoes drop
one by one. You can have it, he says.
The moonlight streams in the window
and suddenly his unshaven face is whitened
like the face of the moon. He will sleep
long after noon and find me and Tagg gone.
Several administrations will pass
before I remember that moment when suddenly I knew
each man has one shot at playing to the crackpot base, one heart that always labors, hands yellow and cracked, a two-sided mouth that gasps for breath and asks, Am I gonna make it?
In the 2008 Republican primaries, developed
by the conservative establishment for the distant purposes
of Sean Hannity, no one cared about leadership,
no one needed a commander on the first day, or listened to Glen Johnson,
for there was no such year, and now
that year has fallen off all the old campaign blogs,
attack ads, and Bain Capital expense accounts.
I give you back 2008.
I give you back all the ludicrous promises and empty slogans
from that year to the coming inauguration. Give me back the moon
with its frail light falling across a face.
Give me back my Mitt, wonkish
and Rockefeller Republican, with a wide smile and a love
for Mormon Jesus and burning eyes that look upon
those presidential hopes and say, You can have it.
Posted by Government Issue at 2:23 PM