Departures
Today
my skin
accepts
the pollen
alone amongst
smells of returning
home stickily humid
spunk of grass
greedy and green and damp and furled
everything
I've been given
On the other side
of the planet
those frail leaf-lace things
everything
I've given you
the transformed browns and violets
so out of place
in airport terminals
with ceilings like palaces
somehow emptier
than sky
Original can be found here
Today
my skin
accepts
the pollen
alone amongst
smells of returning
home stickily humid
spunk of grass
greedy and green and damp and furled
everything
I've been given
On the other side
of the planet
those frail leaf-lace things
everything
I've given you
the transformed browns and violets
so out of place
in airport terminals
with ceilings like palaces
somehow emptier
than sky
Original can be found here