March 12, 2008 (vol. 118, iss. 111) • Page Image 11
…POETRY CONTINUED: New Thanksgiving A break from work or school or anything is a vacuum of everything I already know: Holidays move farther away after the fact or closer still before, depending; a few minutes or an hour or a drink or two devoted to everything. The drive home is about 8 albums or so, a flatline through Ohio and Pennsylvania. If cameras still had great flashing bulbs I'd be up early the next day sweeping glass out the door hopin...…