Thursday, October 15, 2009

Poem Interlude (Draft)

On Growing Up

“Balloon lands but boy is not found inside.” The New York Times, 10/15/09

Boy lands but balloon is not found
out for its role in the adventure.
Nor does anyone ask what it saw.
Or what the boy said. He has been
afraid of becoming the kind of man
who will never use his shadow
as useful ballast. Who would be
baffled by questions like, Why is
this day special? Appointments,
possible birthdays, anniversaries,
national holidays, feasts. Never
the lift-off, never the simple sky
arching overhead. Because the sky
arches overhead, and today I may
pretend to have wings for a while.

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