Open Road: Pausing at Lookout Loop

28 Dec

When I’m on a vacation, be it a month-long backpacking trip or weekend jaunt, each day I plan to leave a section of Walt Whitman’s Song of the Open Road. I might leave it in a B&B guestbook, tuck a note behind a hotel painting or write it on a dollar bill I spend at a hot dog stand. In any case, I’ll be tracking where I leave the poem here. I call it The Open Road Project.  Click on the stanzas below to find out where they’ve been left and track the poem’s progress here.

I left the twenty-first section of the poem at an overlook we stopped at on the way home.  Just as we were leaving Hot Springs, Shawn noticed a street called Lookout Loop and we pulled onto it and found ourselves at a private overlook kept up by some good samaritans who own the property and wanted to share their lovely view.  It’s always a little sad driving home after an amazing time with friends, so it was great to have a moment to stop and contemplate the wonderful time we’d all just had.

Listening to others, considering well what they say, pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating.  Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.

Here’s where the poem’s been so far:

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