Tuesday, February 16, 2010


I am riding on a limited express, one of the crack trains of the nation.Hurtling across the prairie into blue haze and dark air go fifteen all-steel coaches holding a thousand people.(All the coaches shall be scrap and rust and all the men and women laughing in the diners and sleepers shall pass to ashes.)I ask a man in the smoker where he is going and he answers: "Omaha."
-Carl Sandburg


tyler said...

Seems like you made it back alright! I'm glad. It was fun to hang out with you last weekend in Walla Walla! See you later.

Phil Stokes said...

Dude where is this and why haven't I been there yet?

Wren Bird said...

Phil, I would love to take you here but it is in Walla Walla.