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I’ll Always Marvel At The Liveliness Of Southern Speech-so Full Of Metaphor And Hyperbole, Quirks And Vividness.

Poems Give You The Lives Of Others And Then Circle In On Your Own Inner World.

Five Tender Apricots In A Blue Bowl, A Brief And Exact Promise Of Things To Come.

Everything I Pick Up Seems To Lure Me Away. Everything I Do In My Daily Life Begins To Feel Like Striking Wet Matches. The Need To Travel Is A Mysterious Force. A Desire To 'go' Runs Through Me Equally With An Intense Desire To 'stay' At Home. An Equal And Opposite Thermodynamic Principle. When I Travel, I Think Of Home And What It Means. At Home I'm Dreaming Of Catching Trains At Night In The Gray Light Of Old Europe, Or Pushing Open Shutters To See Florence Awaken. The Balance Just Slightly Tips In The Direction Of The Airport.

Where Is It Written That Houses Must Be Beige? Any Dun Colored House Would Look Better If Painted Pineapple, Cream, Ochre, Or Even A Smart Sage.