The time-track is a treacherous sloppy spiral spring-steeling nomadic orbits of California orange grove graves. ..
First northing then southing then northing again always narrowly aging.
Jump the loop!
Gotta get back to San-Pick-Your-Saint Cal...it'll be different this time
(as if it would not)
Sly spiral spins out of fading photographs (a couple of cats, a beach, a building) into misty imaginings.
A quarter-score of trans-cal treks - urgent upheavals of root rifting and freight sifting - have taught nothing much. The track is rusting the maps are moldy and torn but a clawing and screaming southing is being born...
This is worth it if only for San-Pick-Your-Saint Cal. I went there in '54 along the old route 66. Been back 8-10 more times, lived there for one year. Once it's in your blood, there' no getting away, even if you can't afford it, and you can't.
You certainly have a wild way of expressing your love for everything California, the sixth largest economy in the world and the one with the most natural beauty to boot. You packed a lot in a few words.
Although I only lived there three years, whenever I could, I took road trips from one end of the state to the other, picking up hitchhikers and exploring the rustic beauty beyond the high-tech world by the bay. Every time I go back, it feels like home.
Based on our early (1960's, 1970's) wanderings up and down California. Our family's address books can attest to our numerous addresses all over the state.
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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Although I only lived there three years, whenever I could, I took road trips from one end of the state to the other, picking up hitchhikers and exploring the rustic beauty beyond the high-tech world by the bay. Every time I go back, it feels like home.
Ron