Fall is a time when red seems to appear everywhere, amongst the green.
We pay a lot of homage To success. I’ve been watching a music video. I see the packed halls; I see the roaring cheers. It makes me think about the road to this place, Success… The gigs in small towns, the half-empty places, The wondering if, after all, One has the staying power That, allied (or not) to talent Could reach that elusive goal….Success. The road that leads to Success Can often curve, imperceptibly, Into the blind alleys of Failure, too. Success and Failure are like the two faces Of Janus; one looking forward into the light, The other, fading into the dimness, the darkness, Of oblivion, sinking away into the numbers That are described, in racing parlance, As “also-rans”. The efforts that lead to Failure Are no less than those that fetch up at Success. I feel for those who end up at the wrong destination….
Edge drove down all the way from Columbia to take me to Tower Grove Park, and it proved to be an enormously rewarding outing.
It was a nice chill morning as I set out early to Forest Park.