Wings

Wings Schonmaier.jpg

 

two strangers in the city forest

stand watching grey herons

three in a row in the cool shade

 

slowly the birds are forgotten

as one man swears refugees are lowering

his pension and the other says

 

softly he’s a human rights lawyer:

one man’s right wing and the other

left: two metal wings land

 

in a field of wildflowers

in eastern Ukraine and coal miners search

for fragments of

 

what was briefly

known as flight:

our human

 

remains. rebels

rush to hide

the evidence. why

 

do we shoot the flight

of our dreams from the sky?

a Bali guide book rests

 

beneath a sunflower.

no bird flies

with only one wing

 

 

from Dust Blown Side of the Journey forthcoming April 2017 (McGill-Queen’s University Press)