| TWENTY SEVEN YEARS by Richard Cody |
| Dark trees rise into night as we stand hand in hand beside the shadowy curl of Highway 1. Gazing up at the Big Sur sky all that I can think is: stars don’t shine so bright in the city. Somewhere beyond our feet California descends into ocean. |
| Written on the occasion of my 27th birhday some eight years ago, celebrated @ Deetjen's Big Sur Inn, Big Sur, California. We is me and my wife, my love, my life, Sarah. |
| Published in Zam Bomba, Vol. 1, No. 3, Spring 1997 |
| Copyright 2002 Richard Cody |