Poem: The Back Roads

The Back Roads

Somehow, you always take the back roads.
Narrow. Twisty. The long way around.
Supposedly slow.

And yet, not. That habit you have
of driving too fast for the road
gets you there fast as the highways,

dangerous and exhilarating

About this poem

A bit of history. A bit of now. Some of it has to do with roads.

The picture was taken just down the road from my home in West Pawlet, VT.


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