As part of the endless sorting of old stuff we are doing, I stumbled across an old 12x18" newsprint sketch pad dating to 1966. It contains some early and often long-winded and pompous-know-it-all poetry and a few sketches. I'll reproduce some of it here. Alongside my more recent poetry it at least proves I've become less know-it-all-ish, if not less long-winded. I'll likely only scan the art with these entries because the tablet's just too big for proper scannig on my equipment. Herewith, the cover (partial) and one shorter poem, writ while Beverly and I were on our first road trip together up the West Coast to Canada and back:
First Impression
WOW! What a change!
Coming through the bridge-border
Oregon into Washington,
Longview
a preview of other
bypassed 19th century
towns?
"If this is Washington,
don't think I like it."
We'll find a motel soon.
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