Poets Walk: "on dark roads"
Location on Poets Walk Map: 11
Driving by Wanda Schubmehl
Driving, fast, through darkness.
The road dipping into valleys, white fog
filling the car, the road rising again into darkness
warm and scented. Driving fast,
with the top down, letting the air rush.
Driving fast on dark roads, taking the turns
fast, not having to think about
what comes next. Finding the landscape
familiar, its shadows anticipated, lights
in the distance where there should be lights.
Claiming the roads, not losing the way
when the cold damp fog closes in.
Blowing through the fog, tires steady
on the pavement, staying fast on the road.
Coming out of the valley, up the side of a hill
with the road behind and the road ahead,
driving fast in the dark, small lights pinpoint
on the hills, starlight pinpoint in the sky.
Driving the roads of the body, the roadmap
drawn on the body at birth, driving fast
and sure through white fog and black night.
Knowing the shadows.
Keeping the top down.
Calm, leaning into the curves.
Wanda Schubmehl, "Driving" from Le Mot Juste (2010), Foothills Publishing. Used by permission of the author.