Poem of the Week [10.6]
May 31st, 2010 § Leave a Comment
When I returned from two years traveling abroad I suffered from re-entry-shock. At one point I picked up the seminal Pat Metheny Group album Travels. How it helped me.
It is time to honor this music with a poem along the same line as the previous one about prodigals and exiles. Travelers need to arrive at one point or else the entire idea of traveling has lost its meaning. Traveler, come to your destination!
Travels
Inspired by Pat Metheny’s ‘Travels’
You’ve traveled places far and wide
traversed the seven seas and took
some coastal lands astride
and yet maintained that distant look
You’ve seen the people and their places
pondered their plight and played their pawn
absorbed their scorn and took their graces
appraised their sound and then moved on
Your travels brought you little good
just horizontal gravitation
by which you pull up every root
and take your journey as vocation
A river interrupts your trace
how peaceful is its calming pace
