Another poem inspired by my days in Abu Dahbi. It is self explanatory.
such a vacant highway
six
lanes of no traffic
my
early morning flight
requires
this pre-dawn drive
beyond a wire fence
on
a service road
coach
after square functional coach
head
in the opposite direction
just
the movement of invisible workers
towards
a city that cannot run without them
I had some difficulty shaping the poem. At times I get lost in the frame, that part of the writing that leads you into the poem, the explanatory lines. While these are useful to the poet they add nothing to the poem. It took me some time to pare the words back to the essential.
I thought I'd leave you with I Am The Walrus. I first saw this on Boxing Day in 1967. It has lost none of its majesty.
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