Across the Sea

The New York Times
Letter to the Editor

September 19, 2014

E Pluribus Unum, mates

The people of Scotland have stepped back from an abyss, and for this I give thanks, for their being not fearful, but for being prudent, and hopeful for a better future standing united. The political motivators that stir the passions of nationalism by division play a dangerous game that time and again fails to deliver but the stuff of nightmares to those who simply fancy a dream. Those who dream of separation, division, destruction are multitudinous, “the past is prologue,” as one great Britain wrote, and knowingly added this: "We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and our little life is rounded with a sleep." We of the United States, salute you, forever friends.‑-Cyberswamped=Reklektikos

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Across the Sea

Took the High Road--

Took the Low--

Climbed all night to

Maine's full height,

Then I looked up, and up,

Across the sea,

And by God, there--

Along the Firth of Forth,

Lie still our own

Dunfermline still

Home to you and me.

Full Disclosure:

I'm not from Scotland,

But once, I rode an elevator

4 flights down with

Maureen O'Hara.

'tho she's surely Irish, so

Does that even count?

Say, did I ever tell you about

The time I bought Judy Garland

A Pina Colada in Times Square?

She passed on the hot dog

That I offered to buy for her.

Gee, she was shorter than

I had ever imagined.

Damn, that was a juicy hot dog.