An Irish Airman Foresees His Death - by
I know that I shall meet my fate
/ Somewhere among the clouds above;
/ Those that I…
flying
Captain Puggle - by
Captain Puggle flees his plane
/ Frae Tumshie Airport tae Bahrain
/ Gets the Smiths and their wee wean
/ Brings them aw back hame again.
/
/ Captain…
Augury - by
Magnetic winds from the sun pour in
/ and send our instruments akimbo.
/ Nothing runs like clockwork now.
/ As skeletal clouds unwreathe our exposure,
/ panicky…
Landscape with Flying Man - by
I read about him that was given wings.
/ His father fixed those wings to carry him away.
/
/ They carried him halfway home,…
Existential paraglidin in Turkey - by
Tinkin on da haert’s topography
/ – heichts wir climmed, jimpit aff a,
/ aa but miracklin wirsels,
/ brinks o banks wir teetered apön –
/ wir…