I want the second tree from the corner just as it stands “Which direction are you headed? He asked. ‘North’ said Stuart. “North is nice” the repairman. “I’ve always enjoyed going north. Of course south-west a fine too.” That’s way I look at it” “I rather expect that from now on shall be traveling north until end of my days.” “Following broken telephone line north have come upon some wonderful places...Swamps where cedars grow and turtles wait logs but not for anything in particular fields bordered by crooked fences years standing still orchards so old they forgotten farmhouse is. In eaten lunch pastures rank with ferns junipers all under fair skies wind blowing. My business has taken me into spruce woods winter nights snow lay deep soft perfect place carnival rabbits. sat peace freight platforms railroad junctions warm hours smells. know fresh lakes undisturbed except fish hawk and Telephone company which to follow its nose. these places well. They long here—don’t forget that. And person who looking something doesn’t travel very fast. (I hope something don’t fast) Stuart rose ditch climbed his car started up road led toward The sun was just coming over hills right. As he peered ahead great land stretched before him seemed long. But sky bright somehow felt headed right direction.(131) (Somehow believe heading direction). ****** Later saw each weed / Was singular knife. “Well” mumbled last “Doubtless there other roads.” (“The Wayfarer”) “a sensible man will remember eyes may confused two ways – change light darkness or light recognize same thing happens soul.” (Plato “The Allegory Cave”) would wake awake marvelous dream had been other absurd like dreams ridden strange avenues an astonishing city Night Face Up”) Young Goodman Brown dreary road darkened gloomiest trees forest barely stood aside let narrow path creep through closed immediately behind... Gregor much calmer. words uttered could no longer understood apparently although clear enough even clearer than before perhaps because ear grown accustomed sound them. train pulled Oxford Station mother got off leaving behind her trail sand (The History Love) must tell you Jonfen... ...in this moment seemed as if first time life... ...contented was. Jonfen am sending this... ...because we shared exist for. And case anyone comes searching. (Everything Illuminated Movie) “we different world Candide “and it one goes well.” (Candide) can see Kiowa too Ted Lavender Curt Lemon sometimes Timmy skating Linda yellow floodlights. I'm young happy. I'll never die. skimming across surface own history moving fast riding melt beneath blades doing loops spins when take high leap dark down thirty later realize Tim trying save Timmy's life story. Things Carried) “if out comrade fight against this struck us both down life me? promise comrade happen again.” (All Quiet Western Front) couldn’t bear them glass. Nothing’s worse saying goodbye. go. turned around last time. (Persepolis) Midway our life's journey went astray straight woke find myself alone wood. How say what wood was! Inferno) age ... Poetry arrived /in search me. don't know /it came from river. how when were voices /words nor silence street summoned/ branches night abruptly others /among violent fires returning alone /there without face /and touched “Poetry” Pablo Neruda now... realize... left also want I've written poem... can't hear embarrassed. It's called ''Song Neruda.'' Even it's about sea... dedicated you. If hadn't it. (Il Postino) Nick log holding rod landing net hanging heavy then stepped water splashed ashore. bank cut woods ground. back camp. looked back. river showed through trees. There plenty days swamp. (“Big Two-Hearted River” Our Time) “If I’d know’d more people loved all.” (Song Solomon) “Yes” says Eugene. “We’re planets!” “And planet” ask “do think most interesting?” Mars canals? Saturn rings?” Eugene stands still looks thoughtfully solemnly. “Earth course” says. (“Dance America) said answering imaginary question physician. slow pride realizing wanted none bestow away.” Second Tree Corner” E.B. White) One day pack bags books paper. goodbye Mango. too strong keep here forever...They gone away For ones behind...for cannot get out. House Mango Street) All Sisyphus’ silent joy contained therein. His fate belongs him. Myth Sisyphus”) beat on boats current borne ceaselessly past.” Great Gatsby)