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taking off & landing

Posted to Action Poetry

taking off
i drive up the interstate
near night, approaching an exit ramp
destination unknown,
an airplane flying low
landing on approach
12 o'clock in my sight line
lights blinking
engines roaring above me like a mythic vision
the full moon
with its pock-marked face
& yellow corona rising
sitting on the last scraps
of white dirty cloud
surrounded by slashes & streaks
of airplane exhaust
moment still life

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