Pomp and circumstance won’t feed
a spirit raised to understand
that celebration can’t be experienced as mere ceremony,
especially when existence provides
a multitude of ways to be joyful.
Liner Notes for this Groove:
This poem is linked to the Friday Writings
post at Poets and Storytellers United. Congratulations are in order for my Darling Eldest who graduated college just last week. While he can be sentimental, he's not one for tradition for tradition's sake. So he opted not to attend the ceremony. Instead, we'll celebrate once my husband shakes off the last dredges of the coronavirus.