Ode on 1355 Miles
Friday, February 5th, 2010
I just got back to Chicago after taking a road trip with my father. It wasn’t a vacation–We had to go to central Florida to transform my grandmother’s apartment into a collection of boxes. Over 36 hours, we traversed most of the southeastern United States and went through the bulk of Otis Redding’s discography. I broke up the listening with a couple of Silver Jews CDs, as lately the band’s been unable to get away from them for more than a few days. (We were even moved to try our collective hand at “Sometimes a Pony Gets Depressed” at our last show. Not sure if we’ll be bringing that out again any time soon, though…)
As a result, I decided to respond to this experience with a rather David Berman-inspired poem–the first I’ve written since high school. Enjoy!

