June 2, 2012
By LexxiBeck GOLD, Chicago, Illinois
LexxiBeck GOLD, Chicago, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
"Not only have I always had trouble distinguishing between what happened and what merely might have happened, but I remain unconvinced that the distinction, for my purposes, matters."
-Joan Didion

I rode the rails from St. Louis to Chicago
also rode them many other places
downtown where my soul settles into its excitement
and back to wherever I have to be, Purple and Blue, in and out
of neighborhoods like Lakeview, suburbs like South Elgin
stretching my limbs across the Midwest
leaving breadcrumb trails so I could always find my way
home, and so you could follow me
when you met my friends John Merlo, Ann Sather, or the 81 bus
even though a lot of times we got lost
the trail becomes circuitous, like spokes of a wheel.

I rode my bicycle
forty miles without any training.
Unintuitive as it seems, we’re built for it, this wandering.
I didn’t know where I was going;
I wasn’t going anywhere;
but I know where I am—
right smack in the middle of everywhere,
I am with you here, with me here, center.
The trail always leads the same place, like
tunnel vision

around and around
underneath the low-hanging coniferous
branches in front of the holiday hearth.

I shone my beacon
and put on my reflectors
and as I went along, I didn’t realize my cowcatcher
was bowling whole directions out of the way
smooth eraser.

And with that oblivion
went what is called “forward”
because I dismounted
not realizing the engine with power pushes
backwards, pedal-stroke pistons.

I was destined to meet you back where I started
at home.

The author's comments:
I have ties in a lot places in and around the Chicagoland area, and I love the idea of the journey being the destination or getting to the end just to find it's where you began. Trains and bicycles are also magical.

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