strip malls is a metaphor for the way time races past me, disappearing in the rear-view mirror, and yet ... meadow, forest, and hillside. I am also deeply engaged with writing. AI, though life has become more ... have eased. I have time, means, and opportunities to travel. Travel keeps me alert and alive, but then ...

Page 118 from Issue 70 yet name. The Cold War was closing off all perspectives like a mist at sea ... travel was severely curtailed. European Communists and ex-Communists insuffi­ ciently abject in their ... penitence could not get visas to the U.S. Ameri­ can Communists (or ex-Communists) suffered travel ...

cloisonne cigarette boxes-the "world traveler." He told me, at some length, how he went to ... "Hawaii" to see a "volcano." He was, he said, an avid traveler who never tired of such ... country" failed to try hard enough to understand him, when a ticket agent confessed that the ...

as the sea that rages daily in the shattered light­ Old guerilla: charging slow motion to take high ... I salute you, old fellow-traveler! I halt, take a spray of your leaves and stride to a bar at the cove. The ... sky is blessing the sea and the sea is blessing the sky! Ho hum. Sycophants. Mutually co-admiring. But ...

perceives weather: a hiss has risen on a ticking sea, and the swells are coming alive. He is raised as in an ... sea-spray. The swell rolls from beneath him, lifts higher as it rolls and crests into a trans­ parent sheet ... an instant, settles, travels to another cloud of white. Shark or dolphin, swell or bonita, choose ...