Thirteen Ways of Looking at Sarah Palin

(my take on Stevens' 'Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird')

I.
Amoung fifty states,
The only unintelligent thing
was the mind of Sarah Palin.

II.
I was of three minds
like a Whitehouse
in which there are three Sarah Palins.

III.
Sarah Palin whirled in the interviewers' winds.
It was a small part of the pantomime.

IV.
Obama and Biden
are one.
McCain and Palin and America
are not one.

V.
I do not know which to prefer-
The beauty of red skirt-suits,
The beauty of coiffed hair.
Sarah Palin flailing
Or just after.

VI.
Voters filled the poll booths
with barbaric haste.
The shadow of Sarah Palin
crossed it, to and fro.
The mood
traced in the shadow.
An undecipherable fear.

VII.
O Hockey mums of the midwest.
Why do you imagine Republicans?
Do you not see how Sarah Palin
tramps around the feet
of the classes around you.

VIII.
I know redneck accents
and lucid, inescapable ignorance.
But I know, too,
that Sarah Palin is involved
in what I know.

IX.
When Sarah Palin moved out of sight
it marked the cry
of one of many rejoices.

X.
At the sight of Sarah Palin
leaning over a dead moose,
even the most liberal carnivore
would cry out sharply.

XI.
She rode over Alaska
in a private jet.
Once, a fear pierced her
in that she mistook
that bulldog with lipstick
for Sarah Palin.

XII.
The room is sleeping.
Sarah Palin must be talking.

XIII.
It was November 4th all campaign.
They were loosing.
They were going to loose.
Sarah Palin sat
in the Northern evergreens.