Sunday, January 23, 2011

River of Stones—Day Twenty-three

a few planes
nestled under
a covering of snow,
while one pilot landed
on a white runway,
checked in
with the office
and left again
I watched him lift
his leg into the cockpit,
his red parka
lost to sight as he taxied
down the runway—
an exodus during winter
can be cumbersome

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