Distant mountaintop, against the lowering sun, seen from a neighboring peak. Copyright Andrea LeDew.
I wrote this poem while watching a news conference with Andrew Cuomo, the Governor of the State of New York during the height of the first surge of the virus in April 2020. I noticed, that the state flag behind Cuomo had the motto “Excelsior,” which means something like “Ever Upward,” or “Still Higher.” It is an archaic, hyperbolic statement of greatness, once used to same things like hotels.Â
I think we have all grown weary of hyperbole in these past years, full of self-praise and exaggeration. But, once in a while, the term “greatness” actually seems to apply.Â
During the conference, Cuomo told a story about his daughters, who apparently have inherited his talent for direct speech. Watching the news, they asked him, why he hadn’t ordered face masks from North Korea, like another governor had done. This made the big, important Governor feel quite small.Â
I found this dose of humility endearing.
While googling, I learned that the comic book writer and Marvel creator Stan Lee was associated with the term “Excelsior.” He used to sign off his monthly columns with “Excelsior!” back in the 1960’s. This he did to differentiate himself from the competition. Who couldn’t be bothered to look it up.
We could all use some superheroes, right now. So I signed off this poem about the next best thing in the same way.
Thanks, for coming by to read. I hope you and yours are well, and, managing, somehow, to keep your chins up!
Superhero
of our day
(Of Rank confusion),
Our Explainer,
Crisis-Comforter-
In-Chief:Â He
Reassures us,
Shows his strength.
He soothes us, with
The Cold, Hard Facts.
We social-distance,
Washing hands,
E-mask-ulate this
Death de novo;
Speculate
Our torture’s length.
His daughters, watching,
Ask the most
Accusatory
Questions, making
Efforts, so
Gargantuan,
Appear de minimus.
Yet, in his confidence,
He’s modest.
Not too grand,
For frank admissions:
That this country’s
Had its ass kicked.
Dust your britches.
Up you get.
Onward, onward,
Through the morass!
Upward, upward,
Ever better!
Data-driven,
Science-ing,
Like no one’s
Scienced this, before!
Testing, Testing!
Think, before
You openÂ
This Pandora’s box,
And let the demons free—
And loose The Beast!
Excelsior!
Copyright 2020 Andrea LeDew
For a view of the virus from the perspective of a weary nation, many months and a presidential election later, read And Back Again.
I fear the Beast will be loosed. I certainly hope I’m wrong. On a more positive note, I love the setting sun photo.
The Beast reference, like so much of this poem is taken direct from Cuomo’s lips. He must be well-versed in Revelations! Thanks Liz!
You’re welcome, Andrea!
I also love the photo of the sun setting in the mountains! Regarding Cuomo and his daughters, Town & Country reported this:
“Andrew’s youngest daughter, Michaela, 22, is a senior year at Brown University. She appeared with him at a press conference last month at which he encouraged college students to skip spring break trips, as Michaela had herself done, to help stop spread the coronavirus. At one point he turned to her and said, ‘I think it’s cooler to be with me than, like, road trip.’ To which Michaela responded, ‘So cool.'”
(“The Smart and Accomplished Family Behind Governor Andrew Cuomo,” by Leena Kim [April 16, 2020])
Thanks. Beautiful places make taking beautiful photos easy, don’t they?
😊
And what parent wouldn’t love to hear that from their kid!Thanks for the info Brad!
It’s very unfortunate that other college students didn’t take a page from the Cuomo family’s book. Or stayed home and read a book, for that matter.