This is a trifling thing
if you are here for trifling things
like I used to write
before I went where I’ve been
to the blood in my veins
and yours
I sing for that blood
mine and yours
all of ours
for marches and for anger
despair and hope
the things that get us up
in the morning
up and breathing
another day.
Snowflakes,
my snowflakes.
Never forget:
We have sharp edges,
too.
Marilyn Rauch Cavicchia 
Brilliantly put. Did you march in Chicago? (I read it was cancelled because TOO MANY PEOPLE SHOWED UP?!) I was in Seattle, and just watching 20 minutes of the march was one of the most powerful experiences I’ve ever had. (I hope to post about it soon if I can get my damn photos off my phone and onto my computer.) Yesterday gives me, as you say, a reason to get up in the morning.
Yes! They expected 50,000 and apparently 250,000 showed up. But the thing is, a lot (most?) of us were so far back that we couldn’t hear a thing from the rally itself. So, we heard through word of mouth that it was canceled, but that was all. It seemed ridiculous. There was a huge stream of people leaving, and it became clear they weren’t going home. My friend and I decided to follow them, and we all ended up marching anyway. Not sure how many of us, but thousands, I’m sure — down the middle of several busy streets. It all went fine, and it was quite a day. 🙂
Very cool. I saw an aerial photo appearing to show that a march was happening, so I was confused by that “cancelled” announcement. Glad it still went fine, and that you got to be a part of it!
All of my feelings from Saturday rose back up as I read this, and I cried, just like I cried sometimes during the march. It’s beautiful, Marilyn, and I will remember our sharp edges.
Thank you so much, Cynthia. I’m glad it connected with you like that. I very seldom wrote about politics before election night, but ever since then, I find that it gives some solace and makes me feel like I’m doing something, at least.