[Jan D. Hodge]

A cautionary tale about driving, even in idyllic Iowa:

Driving: The Far Corner of the Map

The scaly back of the monster
writhing in the green sea
rises in humps, and he rides it
till a last and highest
twist of the neck
flings him westward
into a blinding tongue of flame.

He falls off
the edge of the world.

Ah, how the mind can wander. I think Shakespeare had poet drivers in mind when he wrote: "Such men are dangerous. They think too much."

Cheers,
Jan