|"The Open Road, " 8 x 10 watercolor, 140 lb d'Arches rough press paper|
"The myth, the mystery, the mythology," of the open road, in the words of poet Nathan Brown, reading my commissioned poem about back roads last night in his Fire Pit Sessions, titled New Mexico 104.
The magic back roads highway from Tucumcari to Las Vegas, where you can see forever, with little or no traffic, at whatever speed you wish--ahead are mountains, and to the right or left, wide open spaces.
Then of course I think of Walt Whitman and his "Song of the Open Road," which so fits my spirit, especially in these cooped up days of pandemic, racism and political chaos.
Listen to Walt:
"Afoot and light-hearted, I take to the open road....
"You road I enter upon and look around, I believe you are not all that is here,