Monday, November 16, 2009


Back to Boston

I am now in Cambridge to make a quick visit to a jail and (separately, I hope) for this. I lived here for a while, when I was in my early 20's, before law school. It is pretty thick with memories.

Yesterday, when I arrived, two things happened simultaneously. First the red line T came up over the Charles as the clouds broke into an incredibly sunny and beautiful afternoon. Second, I flipped on my iPod to shuffle, and out of 1438 songs it selected "Back to Boston" by the Rosebuds:

And now, a poorly and hastily written poem stealing some lyrics from the song. Feel free to complete the last line or two, since it is unfinished:

Taut learned people in black
Ride bicycles over red leaves
Rushing to class, or back
Eyes set, intent
It is how they got here.

What I see:
I see all the looks on the Harvard faces
I know it's true.

Walk to the Yard
And then cross the Commons,
I look at you
And I say...

"Somerville is where we're going,
For some crack..."
Drugs are bad, m'kay?

(it fits and it rhymes!)
Oh, to be in Boston!
The land of the bean and the cod
Where the Cabots speak only to the Lodges
and the Lodges speak only to God!

How did you get here?
You must have a story
I see you differently
You walk, not run
Your eyes are wide
With wonder.
Tell me your story.
It's time
Let's live our lives out loud
No more running from the truth
This happiness is ours
If you want.
Swissgirl's response is beautiful.
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