Railroad tracks in a restless sky
Moving like Jack in Denver
Writers justified by pain and wind
Beige dreams with Connecticut windows
Jazz with speed and American ethos
Poetry in cadence with the bongo night
Experience is the new religion
Creative alleys
Morrison and Dylan soon to come
Freedom is a gypsy on a new road
The window rolled down
The mountains
San Francisco
The village
The Pranksters and bookstores
We traveled
Some of us our gone
Some of us keep in touch
The world is a split on the road
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem