Tuesday, August 9, 2016

POEM: "In Berlin Before I Noticed"

In Berlin Before I Noticed

Because I would as soon
be in Berlin as be here now
don’t talk to me from afar
about wingtip vortices

or the science of your life
that fractures the sky
or that birds fly like that
to reduce the drag force

that each bird compares
to when it flew alone
because so now you know
because so now I know

but how they know
when a storm is coming
has to do with little changes
to the magnetic memory

it shears the speed right back
and informs your plummet
takes your motorized brain
and turns it into stall

one feeling lost wandering
suddenly in a forest of ghosts
lately full of fallen birds
waiting for collection.

© 2012 Rob Schackne

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