Mankind prepares to voyage across the final frontier
The Telegraph, 9 September 2012
Nothing expands a young man’s horizons
like travel. My parents left me standing
on a market square in Cambridgeshire
with a sky that sat on an earth so flat
it looked upturned, convex, and my mother’s
vexed smile speeding towards the receding
horizon, though smaller hour by hour,
even now refuses to fade fully away.
And today, arriving in London is something
the best kept village in Cheshire could never
prepare my daughter for. Everything lies
in reach, not like her teachers taught her.
Looking back, she’s someone now
who, when the lights change, disappears.
(c) 2012 Slush Poet
I like it!
ReplyDelete