The amazing sound of Barbara Jordan's voice during the Watergate hearings. She struck me then and she strikes me now. Robert Pinsky has a strange, wonderful, strong, confusing poem about her.
On "Eve Tempted by the Serpent" by Defendente Ferrari, and in Memory of Congresswoman Barbara Jordan of Texas. It begins like this:
Rare spirit remembered with a pang
Of half forgotten clarity or density
A quality, quilled, a learned freshness
Unshattered though not perfect not Eden
No rippled meander through new islands
The parentless leaves and branches tender...
and then, at very end:
We fowl of a feather we feel we fail
And not that she made it look difficult
Or easy but possible and we fall