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troisoiseaux) wrote2022-11-17 10:52 am
troisoiseaux) wrote2022-11-17 10:52 am
Odysseus, Delayed
Odysseus, Delayed by Nathan McClain [x]
You stand in front of the airport window, watching
the planes arrive, or leave. Or you watch the sky, dark now,
smog where—weren't there stars here before? Wait long enough
and you'll find yourself alone with this evening—though beautiful
women pass with their sons, boys like your own who you may never
see again. Listen. A name's called again, over the intercom.
He has kept everyone waiting; whoever he is—still not responding.
You stand in front of the airport window, watching
the planes arrive, or leave. Or you watch the sky, dark now,
smog where—weren't there stars here before? Wait long enough
and you'll find yourself alone with this evening—though beautiful
women pass with their sons, boys like your own who you may never
see again. Listen. A name's called again, over the intercom.
He has kept everyone waiting; whoever he is—still not responding.