Sightings looks for meaning in the abyss of chaos that currently challenges American, and global, culture. The experience of life in its shadows led me to remember “Antigonish,” an old poem (1899) by Hughes Mearns. Some readers may welcome an audio backup on YouTube, which makes available an old Glenn Miller recording, where I first heard and heard of it (see Resources). So far as Google and I can tell, the poem has always invited as many exegeses as it has had readers or listeners. Try this.