The Open Road

Between the hospital and

the road I thought was there

was the gum forest I could

see from the window of our

ward; seeming deep, with

failed trails leading only

some way in; and beyond,

the faint sound of endless

traffic; but truly the strip

of forest was as thin as a

grip on earth and life, and

I was near the open road.


(Julian O’Dea)

2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Jim on July 16, 2016 at 6:48 am

    I’ve been meaning to ask for some time….what drew you to poetry and when did this happen?


    • Posted by Julian O'Dea on July 16, 2016 at 6:56 am

      About five years ago, about the time I retired. A friend told me he had got a few poems published in a fairly good anthology and I was inspired to try my hand.

      I have had a reasonable number published lately.


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