Driving home – poem for dVerse

This road connects us
and divides us
and I drive it like
I’m on a quest

I drive it like
I’m cutting through
a hedge of thorns,
or like I’m climbing up
a mountain made of glass

I know each curve
each hill and yet
it’s new each time
and I forget this bend,
this climb. I hate
the lorries that
crawl so slowly
and the tractors
I get stuck behind

because I’m driving
like I’m crossing
a great sea of ice,
or creeping through
a forest made of
sounds and shadows

and this road divides us
and connects us
so that I love it
and I hate it – waiting
for that moment

coming over the hill

when I see the moor
carved across the sky

and the tree that bends
away from the west wind

and the rook on the wire

and I’m home.

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21 thoughts on “Driving home – poem for dVerse

  1. You’ve conveyed determination to get home so well, Sarah, in the lines:
    ‘I drive it like
    I’m cutting through
    a hedge of thorns,
    or like I’m climbing up
    a mountain made of glass’
    and the frustration of the lorries and tractors – something we suffer from in our village and on the surrounding roads.
    I love the unheard sigh in the lines:
    ‘when I see the moor
    carved across the sky

    and the tree that bends
    away from the west wind

    and the rook on the wire

    and I’m home’.

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  2. I, too, used to use my imagination to enrich the work commute, hoping for favorite songs on the radio, naming several landmarks and greeting them every morning. Heading home, I was all business, no Lewis Carroll wonderland, just gridlock, road rage, and diesel exhaust.

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  3. Love the ending, how the tone shifts when you see the moor. I used to work in the city and live in the country, and I remember that feeling when I turned off the main road and felt the peace settling in.

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  4. navigating the roads almost seemed a battle, i imagined you hunched over the steering wheel, anxious till you saw that rook on the wire, that meant home, including the wind gave this poem such an atmospheric feel

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