Poems by others, Poetry Friday

Wanderlust (poem swap edition)


What’s second-best to Christmas? A parcel from the post-person during summer poem swap season, of course!

When I opened my front door after a summons by the bell on Monday, there was no one there. But there was an intriguing white package propped against the doorframe—poem swap goodies from Irene Latham!

The Car and the car! (Summer poem swap 2017)

The parcel had in it a coloring sheet, perfectly in sync with my 2017 one-little-word “Listen,” a book, The Car, by Gary Paulsen, an actual car—a tiny metal roadster complete with two seats and a transparent front window (cutest thing you ever saw), and this poem…

RoadSong 1

I love everything in this poem swap parcel but my favorite item is the poem. It reminds me of the summer and fall way back, when I and a couple of friends spent four months backpacking around Great Britain and the Continent. (Yes, that’s what we boomers did in the 70s; we called it the “Europe cure.”) For two of those months we rode the trains, crisscrossing Europe on a Eurail Pass.

Irene’s got it exactly right. The train cubicle, your pack, the hostel are your whole world—bed, dining room, office, garbage can… The sky is the only constant. And you begin to feel like a creased old map, up for any destination, knowledgeable, wise, and invincible.

poetryfridayThis poem is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Linda Mitchell at her blog A Word Edgewise where a poetry prompt auction is going on!

12 thoughts on “Wanderlust (poem swap edition)”

  1. My partner and I spent six weeks riding the rails and backpacking through Japan, and it was an experience I’ll never forget – like you said, it’s that feeling of incredible freedom. At the beginning of the trip we were terrified and overwhelmed, but by the end, we had become those creased, weather-beaten maps, experienced, wise and up for anything!

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  2. I’ve only been “out” with a pack for a couple of weeks with students in Mexico, but loved every minute. Your four months sounds lovely, maybe a shorter time on a bucket list? What a wonder of a ‘wander’ poem by Irene. I want to turn into an unfolded map! Your gifts of whimsy car and book AND the poem are special, Violet. (I love this swapping!)

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  3. There is so much to love about Irene and her gifts. I could read the poem over and over and never tire of hearing it. And like others, I gravitate to the unfolded maps. That wistful hope that we all have to be carefree on a road trip to anywhere.

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