Valley of Knowledge
Enter the Valley of Knowledge,
with its boundless myriad roads
unfurling in every direction.
Here, . . .
So you will never find me
So you will never find me—
In this life—with a sharp and invisible
Fence, I encircle myself
With honeysuckle, . . .
Crossroads of America
In our green Plymouth station wagon, we crisscrossed the map. My mother let me choose our destinations. “Any state but Georgia” was Eve’s rule, though I still memorized the Georgia motto: Wisdom, . . .
is the most important. Everything else is just an excuse for it.
E.g. weather in medium shot that you take extremely
seriously. . . .