Driving to work

God there are some
mornings I could drive
my Datsun thru
brick walls with
the confidence of
Handel’s Water Music

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(I’ve reversed this poem’s location¬†with the one that follows just because I have been talking about art and passion. )

I think the passion of this mood speaks for itself. How do you describe a feeling? What is the objective correlative (T.S. Eliot) for what I wanted to say about a euphoric mood as related to classical music? Clearly there is a zen confidence about our lives at given moments when our various passions seem to fit or be flowing happily (cf. Finding Flow by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi).

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