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  Posted: November 2, 2020      Views: 91
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I am very happy to be back on this site once again after an absence. I used to be ekpoet here years ago. I hope to be able to contribute with lots of reviews and some new material which I have been working on for the last several years. I have writte - more...

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Chapter 36 of the book Carolina Pastorals
A celebration of the simple things in life
"Country Roads" by estory
Country roads take you far away
off of the well worn, beaten track
up into the simple places, the forgotten mountains,
the mountain farms in the middle of nowhere.
Out here, long stretches of untrekked woods
brushed with the wild honey, amber and burgundy
distilled out of clean air, earth and water
seem broken only by ragged cornfields,
open pastures, Christmas tree farms
set out in parcels hedged with split rail fences
from a by-gone era. Lonely farmhouses and old barns
clear your head and slow you down
into the trails of horses and buggies.
A roadside stand of pumpkins,
gingergold apples and jars of blackberry jam
begs you to stop and savor the moment:
wine colored leaves and the smell of pine,
echoes of blue jays playing in the groves,
the mysterious summits of the mountains
rising like altars around you;
the gleam of a waterfall
across fields of trifoil and rhododendron.
Unbridled horses celebrating up on the pasture beyond
complete an old, haunting spell cast
last century. You no longer even want to remember
who you were before you came out here,
or the way back out of this place.


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Author Notes
Driving along on country roads in the autumn is one of my favorite things to do. On a frosty October or November morning, with a good cup of coffee and some good music, you head out into the mountains and along those old, winding roads the spell cast by those lonely farmhouses, those old barns, the rustic farmstands with their wild honey and apple cider and pumpkins clears your head of all the raveled up knots of tensions gathered in the world of today. I've always wanted to try and capture a portrait of that moment of escape in a poem, and here I tried to use this ode format and a natural conversational tone, sprinkled with little echoing rhyme effects here and there, to do it. It was fun to write, and I hope you enjoy it. estory
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