Daily Free Write

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broken seals wrought unto a phoenix badly seared,
seamed upon resting laurels
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greater phoenix, arising anew with fervour and sound
bring to me helpless, hopeless and the horizon

This entry, written in 1998 (this is only a segment of it), reflects what our country is going through now. The "seals" to me are the promises. The phoenix and laurels bring to mind the back of our paper money (even though, yes, it is an eagle, not a phoenix). (The above image is no longer in use.) And then, like the phoenix who must die to live again, we do live again, and can call to our shores, again, the helpless and the hopeless. Just yesterday, I heard the Statue of Liberty will open on July 4 for the first time since 9/11. So I chose this entry.

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