Benseraglio2
Tue, 11 Jan 2005 19:19:00 -0800
there`s something about bridges, those mighty spans distinguished, low-slung, the color of rust burnished orange as the sun comes up squat cement buttresses, primeval women, stagger along bearing up their men their men`s ridiculous leaps across the water the bridge beyond mundane dun flat concrete ferrying cars and trucks but this bridge delights and surprises five cars -- the bright red Nichirin express to Beppu two cars -- a local, silver with a blue streak three cars -- a local, silver ten cars -- the Hyper Saloon with supersonic snout! four cars -- bright red, yellow, green and blue as vivid as the child`s express to Wonderland yes, I swear I saw it, some exotic dragon leaping across the river in a happy nightmare arousing a three-year-old`s intense surrealist pleasure over my jaded coffee and in the foreground, the crows in the palms and the pines, always the pines -- Ross Bender http://rosslynnbender.org/nikki.html ---- You are receiving this because you are subscribed to the list named "Culture." To unsubscribe or for archive information, see <http://www.purple.com/list.html>.