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Dip n' Dive

by JD Clay

 

Every time

I roll the window down

I stick my hand out

then imagine

 

I'm the pilot of a big jet plane

I feel the wind

pull at its wings

and the clock

unwind

~ jadi ~

11/27/2001

Posted on 11/27/2001
Copyright © 2024 JD Clay

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/27/02 at 02:50 PM

how often my hand, out that moving window and flying, peace Jadi.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 04/17/03 at 03:24 AM

Good poem Jadi. So many people stick their hands out the windows with the middle digit up...Charlie

Posted by Marjorie Anne Reagan on 02/01/04 at 01:55 PM

Mmmmm enjoy the air and breath! If God wanted us to have windows he would have given us all glass houses. :-)

Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/12/07 at 04:12 AM

This poem begins in time, in fact "Every time" --thus the emphasis--this is not a an occasional feeling for this poet, but he's a frequent flyer. That is as long as he does roll the window down often. Which I get the impression he does. So then there's action. He extends his hand. And there's imaginatio. Then there's big space in the poem... what happens there?! Space for not only a "jet plane" but a "big" jet plane... this is a "big" feeling. He feels the "wind" not on his hand out of where??? Well one imagines a car. Why? Because we've all done that, put our hand out and feel the wind in that situation...but it's not necessarily a car... could be just the house, could be a smaller plane... well it does not matter! ...what matters is... that we are free to "imagine". So back to the "wind" It's a feeling of being a "pilot" of a plane (one's plane of life perhaps even?) the wind pulling on the plane's wings, not on his hand... "and the clock unwind" I love that line... it's timelessness that goes beyond the "plane". Yes. "Dip n' Dive" is an interesting title. The slight motion of the hand into the wind (like dipping consciously) resulting a "dive" deeper into the unwound unconsious. It almost sounds like 'deepened dive" and that makes sense too... or am I going of the deep end?? What a mighty flight of imagination... well that's what it is about!!

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/15/10 at 12:01 AM

With the turn signals and air conditioning I seldom stick my hand out the window any more. But the poem brings back memories.

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