Supreme Farewell
As every king and peasant must,
A justice stands before the Just.
We bid farewell to Sister Ruth,
Who trembles now before the Truth.
Joe Tessitore is a retired New York City resident and poet.
Ruth Bader Ginsburg
A Poem on the Death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg (1933-2020), by Joe Tessitore
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Very nice, Joe. And the photograph is lovely.
Perfect!
Thank you, Joe. Nobody could have said it better.
Short, but powerful. Even judges will one day be judged.
Beautifully put – that last line gives me the shivers. Even the title is brilliant. Sometimes less is more – this is very excellent!
Joe, your hard-hitting words have been used sparingly and cleverly to make a powerful impact. This reader is reeling from their effect.
Beautiful. Thank you.
Jesus, Joe! You never let up. I just hope that Trump nominates a worthy (and less liberal) successor.
MUCH LESS liberal, dammit.
C.B.
It’s the fight of our lives, is it not?
To let up is to die.
At the very least, let us each, with smiles on our faces, take a few of them with us.
Joe T.,
May God smile upon you, and may your good minutes turn into hours, and may your bad ones be swept under the rug.
Thank you all very much.
A nod to my brilliant young friend Emily, who commented “Now she’ll know the Truth”, on hearing of Ms. Ginsburg’s death.
Admirable, for the many reasons given above.