On a local Election Day… in New Hampshire. After a disastrous year for America and a disastrous horizon If we do not fight daily… in our communities, our daily activities, on a local level, a state level, as a nation and as a globe…
I keep thinking of Whitman’s Poem and Lilacs, the New Hampshire state flower, soon to bloom.
A poem included at Lincoln’s funeral (Lincoln who spent time in Exeter as his son attended the academy).
“When Lilac’s Last in the Dooryard Bloom”
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/45480 – at Phillips Exeter Academy

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