From a Plane
Green water of lagoons,
brown water of a great river
sunning its muscles along intelligent
rectangular swathes or
other brown, other green,
alluvial silvers.
----------------Always air
looked down through, gives
a reclamation of order, re-
visioning solace: the great body
not torn apart, though raked and raked
by our claws--
-Denise Levertov
This morning I woke up and made tynne pannekake for myself and flatmate Sandra, and finished the milk in a cup of chai, and thought "This is the part where I leave." I've explored New Zealand by foot, boat, plane, bus, car, bicycle, train...and tomorrow it's time to get on another plane, and another and another, and fly on home.
So I guess that's all.
Green water of lagoons,
brown water of a great river
sunning its muscles along intelligent
rectangular swathes or
other brown, other green,
alluvial silvers.
----------------Always air
looked down through, gives
a reclamation of order, re-
visioning solace: the great body
not torn apart, though raked and raked
by our claws--
-Denise Levertov
This morning I woke up and made tynne pannekake for myself and flatmate Sandra, and finished the milk in a cup of chai, and thought "This is the part where I leave." I've explored New Zealand by foot, boat, plane, bus, car, bicycle, train...and tomorrow it's time to get on another plane, and another and another, and fly on home.
So I guess that's all.
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