TRAVEL DIARY
Saturday, November 19, 2005
9:53 PM
Posted by jodi rose
dancers whirling skirt keep faith
saturday 21:41
wake to the first winter frost
tiny diamonds sparkling in the grass
visit the bridge, monitor vibrations
watch the river flow still and swift
impressionist hills merge green blue orange
there's something peculiarly lovely about guarding
the bridge between or over the borders
rather than the border itself
in an old roman garrison town
raise the flag, drink the wine
bridges are all about faith
not religious or even spiritual
although it can have a spiritual dimension
it is rigorous, empirical, non-denominational
faith in the bridge, it's engineering, materials, design
faith in the structure, stability, physical, political, cultural
faith that it will stay standing,
to let you pass, not hurl you to the waters below
that it will withstand the forces acting upon it
exerting pressure, gravity, conflict, daily use
bridges are not immortal
bridges are immortal
they live forever in the memory of people on either side
tonight i see the film cinderella man
and although blatantly tugging on the heartstrings
something about his perseverance, courage, and strength
gives me a sense of faith in the world, life, second chances
although if it was made about an australian boxer, he would have lost the championship - we always celebrate the underdog;
our national heroes are explorers who got lost and died,
bushrangers battlers the 'little people'
or in hungary the anti-hero of journey by moonlight
but the americans like their heroes to win.

