<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=498915" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Road</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, too, would ease my old car to a stop<br>on the side of some country road<br>and count the stars or admire a sunset<br>or sit quietly through an afternoon....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd open the door and go walking<br>like James Wright across a meadow,<br>where I might touch a pony's ear and<br>break into blossom; or, like Hayden</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carruth, sustained by the sight<br>of cows grazing in pastures at night,<br>I'd stand speechless in the great darkness;<br>I'd even search on some well-traveled road</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like Phil Levine in this week's New Yorker,<br>the poet driving his car to an orchard<br>outside the city where, for five dollars,<br>he fills a basket with goddamned apples.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Jones">Richard Jones</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=498915" data-title="The Road de Richard Jones" data-description="I, too, would ease my old car to a stop on the side of some country road and count the stars or admire a sunset or sit quietly through an afternoon.... I'd open the door and go walking like James Wright across a meadow, where I might touch a pony..."></div> </div> </div>

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