{"id":1486,"date":"2008-11-07T00:33:15","date_gmt":"2008-11-07T06:33:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1486"},"modified":"2008-11-07T00:34:51","modified_gmt":"2008-11-07T06:34:51","slug":"poetry-friday-ive-got-a-feeling","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1486","title":{"rendered":"Poetry Friday: I&#8217;ve got a feeling&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Tuesday night, while history was being made, my husband was at work &#8211; Ithaca College was in final rehearsals for a show. Around the time he got out, he heard a lot of commotion and screaming from somewhere on campus. The next day a student told him what had happened: when Barack Obama was declared our President-elect, hundreds of students rushed outside and launched into a spontaneous rendition of &#8220;The Star-Spangled Banner.&#8221; You can watch it here:<\/p>\n<p><object width=\"450\" height=\"370\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.ireport.com\/themes\/custom\/resources\/swfplayer\/mediaplayer.swf\"><\/param><param name=\"wmode\" value=\"transparent\"><\/param><param name=\"menu\" value=\"false\"><\/param><param name=\"flashvars\" value=\"height=370&#038;width=448&#038;autostart=false&#038;autoscroll=false&#038;showstop=false&#038;showicons=false&#038;showdigits=total&#038;controlbar=34&#038;backcolor=0xFFFFFF&#038;screencolor=0x000000&#038;frontcolor=0xDEDEDE&#038;lightcolor=0x00A2FF&#038;logo=http%3A\/\/www.ireport.com\/themes\/custom\/resources\/swfplayer\/data\/images\/ireport_wm.gif&#038;file=http%3A\/\/ht.cdn.turner.com\/ireport\/big\/prod\/2008\/11\/05\/WE00137103\/286055\/Anon1225864166-IthacaCollegeCelebrates335606.flv&#038;image=http%3A\/\/i.cdn.turner.com\/ireport\/sm\/prod\/2008\/11\/05\/WE00137103\/286055\/Anon1225864166-IthacaCollegeCelebrates335606_lg.jpg\"><\/param><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.ireport.com\/themes\/custom\/resources\/swfplayer\/mediaplayer.swf\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" wmode=\"transparent\" width=\"450\" height=\"370\" menu=\"false\" flashvars=\"height=370&#038;width=448&#038;autostart=false&#038;autoscroll=false&#038;showstop=false&#038;showicons=false&#038;showdigits=total&#038;controlbar=34&#038;backcolor=0xFFFFFF&#038;screencolor=0x000000&#038;frontcolor=0xDEDEDE&#038;lightcolor=0x00A2FF&#038;logo=http%3A\/\/www.ireport.com\/themes\/custom\/resources\/swfplayer\/data\/images\/ireport_wm.gif&#038;file=http%3A\/\/ht.cdn.turner.com\/ireport\/big\/prod\/2008\/11\/05\/WE00137103\/286055\/Anon1225864166-IthacaCollegeCelebrates335606.flv&#038;image=http%3A\/\/i.cdn.turner.com\/ireport\/sm\/prod\/2008\/11\/05\/WE00137103\/286055\/Anon1225864166-IthacaCollegeCelebrates335606_lg.jpg\"><\/embed><\/object><\/p>\n<p>Call me a sap, but I just think that&#8217;s incredibly moving. So today&#8217;s poetry choice seems like an obvious one to me. Here&#8217;s another celebratory song, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.poetryfoundation.org\/archive\/poem.html?id=175779\"><strong>&#8220;I Hear America Singing,&#8221;<\/strong><\/a> from that rascally old patriot Walt Whitman. <\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,<br \/>\nThose of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,<br \/>\nThe carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,<br \/>\nThe mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,<br \/>\nThe boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck,<br \/>\nThe shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,<br \/>\nThe wood-cutter\u2019s song, the ploughboy\u2019s on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,<br \/>\nThe delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,<br \/>\nEach singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,<br \/>\nThe day what belongs to the day\u2014at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,<br \/>\nSinging with open mouths their strong melodious songs.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>This is my celebratory song. I&#8217;ve had it in my head for going on three days now. What&#8217;s yours?<\/p>\n<p><object width=\"425\" height=\"344\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/TcuvjYxYJz0&#038;hl=en&#038;fs=1\"><\/param><param name=\"allowFullScreen\" value=\"true\"><\/param><param name=\"allowscriptaccess\" value=\"always\"><\/param><embed src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/v\/TcuvjYxYJz0&#038;hl=en&#038;fs=1\" type=\"application\/x-shockwave-flash\" allowscriptaccess=\"always\" allowfullscreen=\"true\" width=\"425\" height=\"344\"><\/embed><\/object><\/p>\n<p><center>* * * * * * *<\/center><\/p>\n<p>Happy Poetry Friday, America. Our dear friend Jone, a.k.a. Ms. Mac, is hosting over at <a href=\"http:\/\/maclibrary.edublogs.org\/\"><strong>Check it Out.<\/strong><\/a> Godspeed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tuesday night, while history was being made, my husband was at work &#8211; Ithaca College was in final rehearsals for a show. 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