THE AIR
Saturday 20 December 2014 @ 00:33 {0} //
Out of the air
and back again,
Nowhere to perch.Towers
and half-towers pushed up on the sandstone
balancing fantasy cafes on their corners
with fantasy rooftop vistas across the air.

Experience:by precept and long habit
to avoid if it sits in wait; to evade
if it comes on hard. To absorb
by osmosis without effort. Observed
of an afternoon standing oblique to the crowd
in mild catatonia under a bus-stop canopy
or in the vast hangar of the rag market 
sure that among the greasy stalls
was the private oracle that would grab,
not to be evaded, and give a full sight of the engine
that was dropping out grown-up delinquents,
derelicts,junk.

-Roy Fisher-
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