I like the feel of this and was immediately reminded of Laurie Lee's, " As I
walked out one midsummer morning". Nice contemplative air to the whole poem.
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From: "James Bell" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Saturday, February 02, 2002 12:49 PM
Subject: New revised: Traveller's Tale


> After several very helpful comments on this one I thought I'd try again
and
> see what people thought.
>
> TRAVELLER'S TALE
>
> Most days the next footstep
> had an element of being
> in a continuous cycle
> where movement to the next place
> was the only meaning
> compared to those going home
> each day was like being outside
> the ritual of arrival and departure.
>
> To survive at all had prime importance
> where food was sought and bought
> on reaching that town or village
> shelter found in places
> to which you would never return.
>
> Like Matsuo Basho's narrow road
> a poem was the only remembrance
> after staff and hat were lifted
> and the journey again began
> on a slow curving path
> where the end could not be seen.
>
>
>
> bw
> James
>
>
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