Biker J. Barrett Wolf reads his poetry while Reggie Gibson plays drums at Club Passim.
(Justine Hunt/Globe Staff)
The rhythms of the road
Biker poets are as fond of couplets as of chrome
Biker J. Barrett Wolf reads his poetry while Reggie Gibson plays drums at Club Passim.
(Justine Hunt/Globe Staff)
CAMBRIDGE - Cowboy poets may have been the first to pair chaps with literary ambition, writing rhymed verse about lonely horizons and broken-down Western towns. But now they are being joined by men and women who ride Harleys instead of horses, and who pen tributes to the open road rather than the open range. (Full article: 919 words)
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