Freewheel Friday: 1991

photo by redskynight / poem by TDT

dewy spats of warm
spring breath
curled around my naked ankles
under my jeans
and I was
pulled pulled pulled
home
where curbside I would wait
for school
as buds of leaves
unfolded into the flesh of summer
dropping hints of pollen
and sap
and bits of years past

and at the schoolyard me and James
would just
play on the monkey bars
realizing we didn’t need our sweaters
the glowing season
folding into one washed photo
part of the collage

a vague place
where plane tickets
couldn’t carry me

I woke up looking
through a grey window
the morning fog turned to
spitting rain

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TDT is still experimenting with a regular format. ‘Freewheel Friday’ is a mix of fiction, poetry, literature and photography that either focuses on travel or conveys perspectives from other parts of the world. Both original work and the work of others will appear. Please leave a comment and let us know what you think.

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2 Responses to “Freewheel Friday: 1991”


  1. 1 Mike H April 11, 2008 at 7:27 pm

    I liked this poem and your rememberances of ’91. Not sure if I understand what you mean by Weekly format, are you moving to just once weekly posts rather than daily? I hope not.

  2. 2 dailytransit April 12, 2008 at 9:37 am

    Thanks! I guess I should be more clear; by “weekly format” I mean there are going to be regular installations every week. For example, every Friday will be poetry or fiction, every Sunday is “Wandering News,” etc.


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