the unbearable blue of cloudless skies
reflected in your dark glasses
but, today, the clouds
the spacewalk with no tether
free, at last, of safe gravity
but, today, the earth
the dream of flight, so close at hand
a pair of cranes leaves home
but, today, they return
- ralph murre
1 comment:
Mysterious, moody, interesting.I like the changing rhythms.
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