A NEIGHBOURHOOD OF STRANGERS


Buzzards splayed their wingtips against the sun.

A Phantom entered the glacial valley,

its fuselage burning – the pilot

and crewman still at the controls, their choice made.

In school, it was story time – magical

oak woods, changelings secreted. The children

heard a rushing like oceans. Their teacher

saw the fire approach and two young men,

with a hundred years of technology,

burst upon the huddled village’s

common land… Children dreamt of foreign men

gone to dust in a golden fire for a

neighbourhood of strangers.

 

 

 

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  1. #1 by John Huddart - November 30th, 2010 at 20:47

    So good to read this once more. Icarus and Daedalus both remembered as heroes!

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