Dragonfly's Poetry & Prolixity: God Bless America

Wednesday, July 4, 2018

God Bless America

I'm proud to be an American!!!!

God bless America, land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night with the light from above

From the mountains to the prairies
To the oceans white with foam
God bless America, my home sweet home

God bless America, land that I love
Stand beside her and guide her
Through the night with the light from above

From the mountains to the prairies
To the oceans white with foam
God bless America, my home sweet home

From the mountains to the prairies
To the oceans white with foam
God bless America, my home sweet home
God bless America, my home sweet home

Songwriters: Irving Berlin

4 comments:

Snowbrush said...: When you say you're proud to be an American, what is it, exactly, that you're proud of, and what, if anything, about America would you like to be different?; July 23, 2018 at 2:55 PM
Marion said...: I'm proud to be an American because of every word in our Constitution, our freedoms and rights...and I support my President. Any time I mention that on most other blog comments, they either delete or do not post it, which is their right.

The only thing I would like to change is the minds of the Democrats who want to turn us into a Socialist country. What do Socialists do when they run out of other peoples money? Just look at Venezuela where people are eating zoo animals. I'm for Democracy and Capitalism, 100%!!!! xo; July 24, 2018 at 10:56 AM
Snowbrush said...: Thank you for elaborating. I had a friend from Houston visit two weeks ago, and he made the comment that he opposes socialism, and I wondered which of our socialistic systems he would eliminate--the public library, Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid, the police department, the fire department, the forestry service, etc., etc. etc., my point being the socialism doesn't have to be an all or nothing proposition. As for capitalism, the Constitution didn't decree that we live under capitalistim country, although one wouldn't know it from listening to politicians, the right-wing of whom support an Ayn Randian society. I don't enough about the virtues and pitfalls of a welfare society to comment intelligently about it, but it does seem to me that nothing corrupts like capitalism. As your savior said, money is the root of all evil.

"Any time I mention that on most other blog comments, they either delete or do not post it"

I don't moderate coments, and the last time I deleted a comment was over a year ago when I got spammed.; July 24, 2018 at 12:09 PM
Marion said...: 1 Timothy 6:10 "For the LOVE of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows."

At my last job, I did payroll for a large company. Every employee/employer pays into Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid, State & Federal tax all of their working lives. In my parish in Louisiana, we vote on/pay taxes to fund our local libraries, police, etc. I'd say Capitalism is a success.; July 24, 2018 at 7:48 PM

I Love Lorrie Moore!!

“You’re not a poetess, I hope,” said the English geologist next to her. “We had a poetess here last month, and things got a bit dodgy here for the rest of us.”

“Really.” After the soup, there was risotto with squid ink.

“Yes. She kept referring to insects as ‘God’s typos’ and then she kept us all after dinner one evening so she could read from her poems, which seemed to consist primarily of the repeating line ‘the hairy kiwi of his balls.’”

From: “Birds of America” by Lorrie Moore, page 266, ‘Terrific Mother’

Miranda July's Best Book:

"Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it is worth the trouble? Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person's face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing. Stand up and face the east. Now praise the sky and praise the light within each person under the sky. It's okay to be unsure. But praise, praise, praise." From: "No One Belongs Here More Than You Stories by Miranda July", Page 11

A Dreamy, Drug of a Book

"The minute you land in New Orleans, something wet and dark leaps on you and starts humping you like a swamp dog in heat, and the only way to get that aspect of New Orleans off you is to eat it off. That means beignets and crayfish bisque and jambalaya, it means shrimp remoulade, pecan pie and red beans with rice, it means elegant pompano au papillote, funky file z'herbes, and raw oysters by the dozen, it means grillades for breakfast, a po' boy with chowchow at bedtime, and tubs of gumbo in between. It is not unusual for a visitor to the city to gain fifteen pounds in a week---yet the alternative is a whole lot worse. If you don't eat night and day, if you don't constantly funnel the indigenous flavors into your bloodstream, then the mystery beast will go right on humping you, and you will feel its sordid presence rubbing against you long after you have left town." ~Tom Robbins, "Jitterbug Perfume", page 240