Les Brighton

(1951 / Dunedin, New Zealand)

Falling


At 900 kilometres an hour I am falling
Falling down hedges and fields
Falling down highways and towns.
Across the hammered and harbourless sea
Falling over the edge of the world.

Over frozen plains where lakes flare up like suns
Over ranges that shake in the heat
Over valleys serried and shadowed with smoke
And into the star-haunted night, I am falling
Falling back home to you.

Submitted: Friday, August 16, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 21, 2013
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Written on a flight home from Germany to New Zealand via Los Angeles.

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