Today, despite what is dead
staring out across America I see since
nursing fantasies of purity betrayed,
dreaming to restore
the glories of their blood and state
despite what is dead but lodged within us, hope
under the lustrous flooding moon
the White House is still
Whitman's White House, its
full of reality, full of illusion
hope made wise by dread begins again
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