Ponderable polemics, poetic

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poetry about flying

  • Flying east at dusk

    The setting sun chases us eastward orange-scorched ripples of cumulus white race with us neck-and-neck ablaze, dying wisps of cotton embers envelop us while about to be snuffed out by rapidly encroaching nightfall fleeting light from behind speeds toward a head-on collision with onrushing darkness a mesmerizing train wreck at thirty-thousand feet I cannot turn Read more

  • Denver Airport Haikus

    ### flying through clouds a kaleidoscope of white I don’t have to squint ### thirty-thousand feet; Samsonite table Kansas sans the two-of-clubs ### creative crackling cloud neurons, plane synapses CAT scan of my brain – Mark Lucker Read more