Frostbite, NY, photography, Uncategorized, Upstate New York, Winter

“Optimism” Owning a Bicycle in Upstate New York

 

Emily Dickinson and Walt Whitman Go Bicycling in March

Afoot and light-headed I take to the open road,

Unhealthy, coughing, the world of snow before me,

The long white path before me leading wherever is plowed.

Hope is the thing with rubber tires

That perches in a snowdrift,

And hope has feathers, too,

If you run over a chicken during a whiteout.

 

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