ably manipulated by our own government and media, seem sinister. I suppose the "gold-haired girl" in the poem represents to me not the "beautiful country" of the poem's title, but an impostor version of that country we came to trust, a lovely voice distracting us from the truth of war, death and political incompetence. Here, falling in love--with an idea, a voice--becomes both intoxicating and, at least metaphorically, suicidal.
[by Kevin Prufer]
In a Beautiful Country
from The Washington Post: Poet's Choice: "In a Beautiful Country" by Kevin Prufer