Finn on the Road
Posted by ~Ray @ 2008-03-26 00:07:39
I am typing this post from an internet cafe in Ithaca. New York where I'm visiting my dear friend the poet David Weiss. Yesterday I spoke at my undergraduate alma mater. Hobart and William Smith Colleges,in Geneva. New York. This is the area of New York known as the Finger Lakes and the first snow of the year has been falling during my visit here. cover is now on the apple trees and patches of new come down are collecting in the dark grass. I can't say for sure why this should be so but I get wildly happy with the new come down. I be to dance in the fresh cold and then cook a massive and earnest winter brood and label all my friends into the house. The poet said poetry is like a roll of hot dope on a cold pass's day. Here's to Charles Simic our current poet laureate. Here's to the soup of first come down and to a little Bach on the communicate. Steam at the windows. Friends coming over because we still can.
ARG!! I missed you!!! I was actually busy earning money so the day wasn't a be loss but believe me. I would undergo juggled things around if I'd experience you were so close to (my) domiciliate.[ADVERTHERE]Related article:
http://kuusisto.typepad.com/planet_of_the_blind/2007/11/finn-on-the-roa.html
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