Very evocative Deborah.
I particularly like this hallucinatory - "dream, I think, of duty free
cigarettes and perfume . . .
Nuances weave; shadows"
On 10/25/06, deborah russell <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> Guatemalan Coffee
> LA baggage stretches in and out
> of conversation trails; in a slow line,
> through airport gates - mumbles
> Punctual, early or possibly late,
> no matter, I sit around; drink
> Guatemalan coffee, doze off
> in excavations of waves - nod in
> the blue low flame of dawn . . .
> dream, I think, of duty free flowers,
> cigarettes and perfume . . .
> Nuances weave; shadows
> check-in, check out – news unmoved
> and the clock, silent. Strange stares;
> behind sunglasses, a summer
> of vineyards quickly passes
> Deborah Russell
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