Tyrolean Airways Poem by Dagmar Leupold
Tyrolean Airways
Sounds of Silence
it says under the propellers
a slip of the tongue
not silver-tongued and
all of the passengers smile
into their wide-open
newspapers
the men in the stock quotes
the women in miscellaneous
in the aisles
vapor trails of dreams
scattered too early
Down below
Vienna, its castles, the gardens
in irresistible geometries
the graveyard full of heroes
Translated by Donna Stonecipher
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5/6/2024 9:28:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
reading this poem, an old memory resurfaced.. that of a Tyrolean Airways flight from Munchen to Florence, many years ago.. when we found ourselves in the middle of a 'perfect' storm, with flashes of lightning - also like forks-, very strong winds and heavy rain.. like in a cyclone.. :)