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By Jack Joseph Smith

I have been on the ground ten times across the United States of America and back and have never seen a child behind the wheel My young son is all over every bit of Eastern danger you can see on the yearly map,, and his worry is about the air quality He knows the colors of the medows I wished in the briefness of the sea We know things are impossible,, it is just how many we do at the same time Anyway we turn We look at the same thing We see the same person

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After crossing America ten times without seeing a child drive, the speaker measures his son's map-bound dangers against meadow colors, sea brevity, air quality, and shared vision.

The opening travel boast quickly becomes parental observation, as if the real crossing now belongs to the son rather than the father. Eastern danger is rendered through yearly maps and polluted air, yet the son still knows the colors of the meadows, which keeps perception alive inside threat. The closing insistence that both people look at the same thing and see the same person turns kinship into a matter of synchronized vision.


Claude

A travel boast becomes a father's portrait of his son. 'I have been on the ground ten times / across the United States... / and have never seen a child / behind the wheel', yet 'My young son is all over every bit / of Eastern danger... on / the yearly map', his worry now 'about the air quality'. Perception survives inside threat -- 'He knows the colors of the medows' -- and the page turns to a creed of simultaneity: 'We know things are impossible,, / it is just how many we do / at the same time'. Kinship closes as synchronized vision: 'Anyway we turn / We look at the same thing / We see the same person'.