Bob Dylan, I could have gone for you.
When I was in my 20’s, I earned 7 university credits on this six week tour of Europe.
There were over 50 of us standing before the building in Oslo where the Nobel Prize for Literature is presented.
The host looked us over and lo and behold, he pointed at me and said, “Miss, today you will receive the Nobel Prize for Literature. Come everyone, we will go through the exact rituals.” And he gave me his arm.
He explained the very low steps with, “The steps are not high so the women won’t trip over their long dresses.”
My dreams of becoming a writer were still in incubation but I was so sure this was an omen. He took us through the ceremony as it would have happened. . .I alone, was lost in ecstasy. Make that fantasy.
Mr. Dylan, I could have gone for you. I had already gone through the practice run, I would have known what to do. And I wouldn’t have brought you shame by tripping over my gown.
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