June 13, 2009

Driftless, Greg Brown style.

Been driving around playing this song today...makes me want to spin the edge off some blues and head someplace flatter, wider, kinder. Where might that be? It's the rain, and the age, and the turning of things, time, the old dog not doing well...when I was submitting poems somewhere, I noticed so many of them had a white dog in them...of the five up at Anderbo, two have that white dog in the lines...hey, Emmy.

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