*2/17/2019 * Shadow waxes over the flight Of garbage bins by concourse B, bare trees whose February branches stir still in the cured and yellow light. Last night in the beam and mote Of the carousel, its whirring motor, The dusty odor of the slide Projector, the anecdotes,
Gerald R. Ford International
Gerald R. Ford International
Gerald R. Ford International
*2/17/2019 * Shadow waxes over the flight Of garbage bins by concourse B, bare trees whose February branches stir still in the cured and yellow light. Last night in the beam and mote Of the carousel, its whirring motor, The dusty odor of the slide Projector, the anecdotes,