Monday 20 August 2018

Trips Abroad

Fear of Foreign Travel

You looked for skylines
To feel you had arrived
And narrow streets through which
we passed two abreast
And roof edges and gable walls
And mosaics of terra cotta tiles.
Otherwise the space was too
Wide. The foreignness of it all
Too great. The chattering
Throngs too unintelligible.
You felt like folding up,
Folding in on yourself.
Crouched in a hotel bedroom
You wanted to take the return
Flight home..... until
You angled your lens to the roof
Tops and shot corners and edges
Patchwork pieces of the big quilt.
And frame by frame
You settled into being there
Into Lyon
Into travel.

Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2018

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