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John Keats was a Romantic poet. He died young but in a short life penned unforgettable poems. In a letter to a friend he presented

There is a coat I visit. I can not buy it, or wear it, just look. Most years it sits in a drawer in the

Fire. Traveling on your own, you create companions. As the I-Ching says: He who travels with two, lessens the party by one. He who travels

I was born by a river and should have been a fish. Instead, I get to paddle. I love what’s underneath water (as I love

Anyone facing death feels a surge of life flow through them. I’ll have the simmer of this feeling for the five weeks of my trip.