Today’s skinny poem came from two different thoughts. One was that I’m low-level anxious about flying, and recent crashes have NOT helped that.
Two was Liz Garton Scanlon’s middle-grade novel, LOLO’S LIGHT. It has a scene of an event that’s devastatingly sad,and yet Liz wrote it in such a tender and beautiful way that the death felt somehow…peaceful…somehow okay in the larger sense of things.
So I wrote about a plane crash, while on a plane.
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I think this is a powerful poem, Laura. We have had many years without a horrendous crash and then of late, just too much sadness and loss. Yet I know the statistical odds make flying safe, even safer than a car ride, but still you are floating and hopefully coming home like you should. I love how you are putting these on bookmarks. I have not been able to follow much of late but if you wrote about your art process earlier I will look because i would like to know where you got your “empty” bookmarks and also where you are finding the lovely background are. The one for this poem is really terrific. Hugs to you.