Loved this phrase from Marge Piercy’s poem “Exodus.”
Behind is a 1967 Porsche that my husband drove during Carmel’s Councours on the Avenue last week. Some famous race car driver drove it once, but of course I have no idea who.
The old lives gain Reach forward into my days of mind
The writing has left it rests far away when it was
It’s important to think of writers in their twenties and thirties as