Love poems that play the radio. Use the metaphor myself. Something from youth, that linked a generation together, AM music and DJs on the radio. It was all so random. No self-selecting. At a certain age we all tear up roots. But in poems and our minds there's always the radio...nicely done.
Are storms and flooding near you, Ollie? I do hope you are safe. Unpredictable times, we are living.
ReplyDeleteLove poems that play the radio. Use the metaphor myself. Something from youth, that linked a generation together, AM music and DJs on the radio. It was all so random. No self-selecting. At a certain age we all tear up roots. But in poems and our minds there's always the radio...nicely done.
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