WHEN THE GRAIN PALACE STIRS
You can only get hurt by trying;
if you don't try, you don't hurt,
and that's the deadest circularity
I can think of. Like a rolling
moon behind the clouds, but
really staying in place while
just the clouds are moving,
everything gets screwed up
by the telling of appearances -
A fine apple wine, in some
raucous new December; a
line on the driveway side of
some lousy hamburger joint.
-
A long time ago, at Fifth and
10th, this old Hudson just sat.
Just sat, and never moved. It
was 1967. I figured it was
Kerouac's or one of those
crazy guys always hitting
the road like drunks in their
Hudsons or Packards or Cadillacs.
No one ever raced cross-country
in a lousy Ford? Afraid of
something, were they?If you
don't try, you don't get hurt.
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