Monday, June 08, 2009

A Date with Ben Franklin

Read Write Poem suggests a date with a historical personage.

"why me," he wonders

Because I wanted to know
what it was really like

feeling that lightning strike
run down the string

handling the hot slag lump
that had once been a key

and now, shapeless and smoking
nonetheless turned in your hand

and opened so many doors
even though it wasn't really like that

Because I wanted to know
if your legend has ballooned

like the sails on an outer-banks schooner
running before a storm

and needs to be trimmed for accuracy
And I wanted to know if you

would rather be remembered for
the Declaration, the glass harmonica,

the Gulf Stream, abolitionism,
political satire, chess, refrigeration,

being right about the wave theory of light—
most of all I wanted to know

what was it like, just what was it like
then?

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3 comments:

Maxine Clarke said...

Beautiful. Just Beautiful.

Debbie Diesen said...

What a lovely poem. Thank you for sharing it.

sam said...

Mmmm... Thought-provoking piece. It's interesting to wonder how all those famous people would like to be remembered and what they would think of the present day. Makes me wonder how I will be remembered in a few centuries' time, if at all.