driving assassin

long drives through country
through early morning traffic
through fields of golden canola
n cooling pine plantations
we stick to the back paths
keeping away from the tourist caravans
n out of the way of horses children and balloons of any descriptions . . .

so yesterday
the music
today
the books
robin hobb - the assassin series
loving these new books
( i am on the second instalment)
self contained worlds give me much pleasure
can’t recall if I wrote about this earlier
tolkien, narnia, earthsea
all etched in my memory
as an 11 or 12 year old
i lived in these places
they became part of me
their values often became mine
i loved the nobility
honesty
silence was taught as a skill to be loved
that a man only does what
needs to be done
that a life poured out for others
in taking responsibility
is a life of value
sometimes I feel
like these values
are not of this time
like i am, like these writers
against the flow
against the tide
standing outside what is currently valued
n feeling
alone

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