the awful now
when
get me out of here
but
keep me here
I’m waiting
trying through small resources to
have something
build something both liked and approved
approved
and
liked
am I not deserving of the least
or
least of least
negative least
as it
were
not for virtue in the first place
or virtue after rescue
from sin
raised
up
from having fallen
be good
or bad and might I have something
anyway
for being here
for
trying
failing
like
she persisting
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photo by Ricardo Gomez Angel on Unsplash
brass buttons
(like other tokens by good stories)
I think Peter Rabbit
as well as
Bilbo Baggins had them
as
I think both beings
lost their own
one set to a fenced farmer
while
the other
to the great door
of a goblin
lair
brass buttons
then
might be a trinket and
a trophy
in addition to staid usefulness
to fasten
but the brightness of small things
to have
to lose
by farmers and by goblins
and other
taller foes in the world
and shall
new
gilded circles be given
or
otherwise arranged
so that vests and coats might be
fastened
against the cold and rain
or other depredations caused
by
great and closed cropper fences
or
Orc doors
as also shining things for
pleasures
be
restored
maybe to the reader
to match with likened
tokens
treasures
too
and
hey
even with their
losses
the rabbit and the hobbit
respectively
escaped from
their foes
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(Peter, whose jacket is classically depicted with bright buttons, actually loses the whole jacket plus his shoes in escaping from McGregor; Bilbo loses his brass buttons squeezing through the back door of the goblins’ mountain)
photo by Tyler Lastovich on Unsplash
(pretend the door is green, which, in fact, it is)
(x = space)
x
x
Escape from Afghanistan
x
I don’t know how it is
To crowd myself
Inside an airplane
I don’t like heights
I don’t like the
Closed-in feeling
x
I don’t know how it is
To climb upon the side
And hope that
The massive vehicle
Will stop
To let me and mine in
x
But this is life
This is escape
This is relief
And so they pack
And so they climb
Something starts moving;
It is the hope
Of leaving
Where we are
To anywhere but here,
Which we think
In the moment
In the crisis
Must be better
x
I might surrender
All my fears
To try for something
That might
Take me through
The filtered sky
Of what has been
My home
Or simply
My assignment
x
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x
x
My escape from Afghanistan on a US military plane: ‘It was total chaos’
x
NO EXIT
Photo by Nathan McDine on Unsplash
x
Failure to Launch
The rocket didn’t fire right
The flight could not be realized
A visit to the clouds
And the colony beyond
Will
Happen another day
I suppose it’s costly to repair and repeat
Maybe there’s something
The pride of discipline at work
But what happened is
The crew escaped
We remember when
There were no considerations
Thirty-two years ago
There was a rocket failure
And no means
And so no hope
These in Kazakhstan
On the day
And not the day before
They are alive
They keep their sinued bonds with Earth
They will fly again
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https://www.space.com/42101-soyuz-rocket-launch-failure-abort-landing-photos-expedition57.html
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