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poetry, the world outside

I actually did make it all the way through election night without really crying--maybe just because it wasn't truly sinking in. Maybe because of the vodka.*

Today I cried, twice.

First at this poem which cereta linked to, First Step (Lech Lecha) by the Velveteen Rabbi.

Don't be surprised by tears.
This right here is holy ground.

Take a deep breath and turn away
from cynicism and despair

And second at this video astolat posted, a rally in Portland reacting to the announcement of Obama's victory. Seriously, seriously crying at this one. VIVA PORTLAND. AMERICA ILU.

* It is really hard to explain to anyone who isn't you guys how I wasn't watching the election alone - to say nothing of how I celebrated - when I was watching with a half-dozen people in the computer box, and the way my living room went wild was the explosion of joyous posts up and down my friendslist. But it was awesome, and I love you guys.