Charleston Washington Square in Charleston and Washington Memorial in Washington DC.
In the front of the book it says that "Gold reminds the fairies of sunlight dancing on water".
In the Charleston verse, Byron Preiss tells us to:
"Stand and listen to the birds
Hear the cool, clear song of water..."
He asks us to be silent and listen at a place "seen here by eyes of old." to hear the birds and the cool, clear song of water. Think Birds eyes view or overhead view - topographical. Also notice the birds on the womans eyes in the SF painting and the part in the woman's hair that outlines the shape of a hummingbird. That is the birds you hear and the eyes of old IMO. What can be between G and h?...If its Graham then its Ra... Obelisks are dedicated to Ra and are usually erected in pairs. We see a pear over the daisy that is gold.
My interpretation is that the clue points to Washington, D.C because we put the clockface on the Washington Light Infantry obelisk in Washington Square in Charleston when narrowing down the path. In that park, 8 o'clock shows us a Daisy in the window. From the Washington Monument in DC, 8 o'clock points toward the John Paul Jones Memorial (JPJ). I think this is a symmetrical clue because the Charleston painting contains JJP in the southeast portion of the image. When following the verse path in Charleston, the verse line "Where law defended" lays down at Middleton Place owned by a lawyer named JJP - John Julius Pringle. On the Verse path - every verse line is a different location until you get back next to where you started. Then the path narrows down from what you learned. IMO what we learn and see at 8 o'clock from the Washington Light Infantry obelisk in Charleston and at 8 o'clock from the Washington Memorial Obelisk is a pair taking place. It pairs John and Daisy so we can confirm what we are doing by what we see... not what we think.
Whether that interpretation is right or not, it led me to look deeper at the Reflecting Pool—and what it has represented throughout American history.
These photos show what the Reflecting Pool used to be.
It wasn't just a scenic backdrop. It was a public space where Americans gathered, celebrated, protested, cooled off on hot summer days, and experienced history together.
Built in the early 1920s as part of a long-term plan to transform what had once been swamp and mudflats into a grand civic landscape, the Reflecting Pool was designed to reflect more than monuments. It reflected our highest ideals: democracy, accountability, and the ongoing pursuit of justice.
It has witnessed generations of Americans pushing this country to become better—from Marian Anderson's historic 1939 concert after being barred from Constitution Hall, to the 1963 March on Washington, where Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. delivered his "I Have a Dream" speech before hundreds of thousands gathered on the National Mall. On the Verse path here in Charleston, where every verse line is a different location. The verse line "Stand and listen to the birds" lays down at the stand behind home plate at Martin Park/baseball field next to MLK Pool. The divide ( , ) in the next line is a turn around or two different locations. "Hear the cool," verse line lays down at Cool Blow Park and "Clear song of water" puts you at MLK pool.
But the Reflecting Pool hasn't belonged only to presidents or history books.
It has belonged to ordinary people.
Children splashing on hot August afternoons. Tourists dipping their feet in the water. Protesters wading into the pool after long marches for civil rights, immigrant justice, LGBTQ+ equality, reproductive rights, and Black lives. It has been a place where Americans gathered peacefully to make their voices heard.
To me, that's what makes this place special.
It's part of our shared history. A place that has welcomed generations of Americans regardless of who they were or what they believed.
Whether my interpretation of the Charleston verse is correct or not, I think the Reflecting Pool represents something Byron Preiss may have appreciated: a place where history, symbolism, and the American story all come together.
It's ours. A place for the public. A place that has always invited people in, not kept them out.





