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by Kevin T. McEneaney
Tue Feb 27th, 2018

One travels to leave behind

the certainty of boredom,

only to find unfamiliarity

in landscape, people,

customs, and common sense.


One cheerfully returns home

to discover a familiar bed,

memories ticking in objects,

the certainty of thought,

pleasure of sustained routine.


They say travel broadens the mind

and that is certainly so.

People should see how others live,

take up a second language,

discover delightful food.


Some prescribe dreams

for exciting, surreal travel,

yet I’ve never found

such to make much sense,

although it is economical.


Ten mile auto travel in hills,

I’ve always found refreshing,

or even walking up hills,

or loitering on hillside deck.

Reading remains good traveling.