Monday, July 30, 2012

AUGUST COMING

...locate the nearest safety exit...
cabin crew ready for take off...
tea or coffee?
And so on.

Beyond that
this
sense of leaving,
of "having" to leave...

maybe to reinforce
the desire
and hope
to come back?

2 comments:

Dave King said...

Excellent, a dense little poem that encapsulates, not only the routines, but the sensations of preparing for flight - though my one reservation would be that you forgot the loo!

I really enjoyed this read. It brought back memories that such a short poem could never have contained!

Tommaso Gervasutti said...

Thank you David, I am glad my comments reached your blog...and now I understand the reason for "moderation". Inevitable actually!