August 23, 2004
End of Road Trip season
From Kestlenon’s Road Trip Set
AFOOT and light-hearted, I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune—I myself am good fortune;
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Strong and content, I travel the open road.
— From Song of the Open Road
I find Walt Whitman to be a bit overwrought and sentimental, but the end of summer makes you feel that way anyway, so why not succumb?
Posted by Caterina Fake
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