A Poet Reflects

forgive me: I still can’t resist the sound of a fair in the distance the new-crushed grass those sixties songs the heat of the machines
—John Burnside, from “section V, Eternal Return” of “Roads” in The Asylum Dance (Jonathan Cape Poetry, 2000)
Photograph: Ralph Fox, Nebraska State Fair rides, 1950

forgive me:
I still can’t resist
the sound of a fair in the distance
the new-crushed grass
those sixties songs
the heat of the machines

—John Burnside, from “section V, Eternal Return” of “Roads” in The Asylum Dance (Jonathan Cape Poetry, 2000)

Photograph: Ralph FoxNebraska State Fair rides, 1950

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