Journeys and Itineraries
How far you could go, how far
You went, the record you kept
For one day’s travel became
At some point the plan you gave
For others to be able
To find you or follow you
Or follow your suggestions
When planning future travel.
I like retrospective plans.
I call them compositions.
I call them poems—what I did,
What I’m doing where I sit
Watching fast clouds blow by me,
Far as my mule carried me.
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