Touching Lincoln's Face Poem by Bill Grace

Touching Lincoln's Face



When the reproduction
of the life mask came
I could touch Lincoln’s head.

It is an experience
to be with the great emancipator
without his hair.

Cheek bones are high
relatively sharp
but the massive brain commands
only an intimation
of that great integrity
which just as it
would not be a slave
so -
it would not be a master.

Friday, May 8, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: history
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Bob Whelan experience as usual. Believe Lincoln's phrase '... as I would not be a slave, I would not be a master' came during the Lincoln - Douglas debates.
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