As I walked into the Free Speech Movement Cafe for my coffee today, the usually quiet CNN feed on the wall was turned up, throngs were gathered around in silence. John Kerry was making his concession. I was listening to Emerson, Lake, and Palmer on the iPod, and paused in the middle of a verse:
Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face,
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace.
From “Tarkus: VI. Battlefield”