Soybeans, Too

Back Home Again in Indiana


The last couple days have evoked a fair amount of nostalgia in the White house. Yesterday was exactly one year since I got copious amounts of wax cleaned out of my ears and was given the gift of hearing (again). And today, of course, is beariversary – 5 years to the day that we took out Smokey.

Jesse marked the occasion with a performance that involved wrapping himself in the dead animal and falling to the ground. I, however, am more of a writer than a visual artist. As such, I turned to my words.

Ode to a (Dead) Bear

You lumbered across the road

If only you’d been a toad

For then you could have escaped

Never again being waked

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