|TFR Home Page||Contents||Prev. Page||Next Page||Comments|
|Flight Zero from 35,000 Feet|
By Carmel L. Morse
This scene has been described
as an earth toned patchwork
quilt, cotton batting cumulus
popping out at the seams,
but through this window
shaped like Alice's looking
glass lays a frozen tundra
Armageddon that smothers
the last slice of green.
Grey clouds like smoke steaming
from hidden smudge pots are forced
to surrender to the bright ice, smooth
as glass, and ready to shatter into slivers
to slice the brown arteries of trails,
freezing the flow of movement
from factories and houses
pinned like dead beetles
on white Styrofoam.
© Copyright 1997, 2019, The Fairfield Review Inc., All Rights Reserved.
Document last modified on: 12/03/2006