Poem
Jane Gibian
Above
Above
Above
From the skyscraper, looking downon the backs of birds: we began
smelling the decline of winter
around then; in the vague flowery
perfume of no particular blossom
comes a prickling in the limbs
as if we were migratory animals,
the pull of an unwritten calendar
seizing the body, and you ached
to start the long journey anti-
clockwise around the globe,
the destination undecided.
We are above the birds circling
high over the city, light bouncing
off a plane’s innocent pale belly,
invincible at this height.
From: Space: New Writing 2, 2005
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Above
From the skyscraper, looking downon the backs of birds: we began
smelling the decline of winter
around then; in the vague flowery
perfume of no particular blossom
comes a prickling in the limbs
as if we were migratory animals,
the pull of an unwritten calendar
seizing the body, and you ached
to start the long journey anti-
clockwise around the globe,
the destination undecided.
We are above the birds circling
high over the city, light bouncing
off a plane’s innocent pale belly,
invincible at this height.
From: Space: New Writing 2, 2005
Above
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