June 6, 1889
A pot was cooking down to havoc
And mucilage and everything
Became unglued. Seattle’s maverick
Adherence to its soul would bring
A yield, though – dividends beyond that
Which sizzling ruin spares and gets
A mayor to flee from fanning winds - what
Had vacated his cabinets….
(Some cabinets will hold possessions
And others hide the truth from sight;
From some will come enlightened lessons –
Like flames that strike and stick to night.)
Within a year the folk who heard
Returned, their stock increased a third.