The Journal of Paganini Jones Remember THIS poem??
06/24/2005 10:31 p.m.
We Flew!
Today we flew over the Alps
Can you understand the wonder of it?
gazing out of an airoplane window
onto mountains so high,
so snowy that I could not
plan the climbing of them,
yet laid out, a miracle
exquisite in detail.
And we flew over the alps
How great my wonder of it!
mountains like frozen water
whipped to peaks by a lashing wind
or like ice cream
carved sharp, precise,
then threaded with wisps and strands
of brightly spun sugar.
We flew! The wonder of it
Over the Alps, floating in blackness
backlit by a red, dying sun
pinpricks of light marking
hundreds of people with busy lives
of work, and television and food
in Leipzig, Salzburg
or some other such
Today, we flew over the alps
And I cannot tell true my wonder of it.
16 October 2000
Remember this? (One from my pre Pathetic days) Well in the morning I fly out to Salzburg and then drive to Niederau in the Tirol to spend a week walking in the alps! If there are any good photos I'll post the best on my return, just to prove I went.
I am currently Excited
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