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Of A Book & A Box
In the United States;
Windsor Locks
situated alongside
Connecticut river
is the site of
Bradley International Airport,
serving the Greater Hartford-Springfield
region, boasting a square
kilometer of water
complimenting 25 squares
of land
hosting
New England Air Museum
The irony
a history of aerospace
along side the boarding dock
of my little brown box
brings smiles
Newark, celebrates
age, as one of the oldest cities
it parties with population
as 320 thousand odd
New Jersey residents
fill census forms and
port achievements
suburban life,
complimented with
bustling urban districts
The sarcasm
in my breath
thinks of
Cathedral Basilica Of The Sacred Heart
with its gold
with its large stained glass
with its steeples
I wonder the magnitude
of prayer
a rat, would have heard there
my brown box
doesn't have time for prayer
visiting Queens
in the business and retail
sectors of Jamaica
I wonder if it stops
to check time
on the Sidewalk Clock
in Jamaica Avenue
I wonder if it
shimmy shakes
over
Jamaican Performing
Arts Center
The irony
of a Arts Center
being located
in the First Reformed Dutch Church
As airlines stop for over night
blankets on steel airport chairs
I smile at the largest population
in the United Arab Emirates
thinking of the heat in Dubai
of boiling toilets
consider 3 Million people
and populations
of the places
my brown box
has visited
I think of the sarcasm
in words
flying over
an Arabian Prince
In Johannesburg
a small unobtrusive chap
sits on his motorbike
swiping his phone screen
in wait
for the landing
at O.R. Thambo International Airport
South Africa's finest!
My brown box
travels highways
byways
and
sad-ways
of the capital
in crime
Finally my box
lands on the desk
I open it
finding the book
wrapped in
shards of card-board
I think of its travels
the life lived
in 10 days
places seen
history consumed
by a book in a box
and Irony
having been written,
printed, and published
in England;
Paper scent
of an ink made
with love
blood
sweat
and tears
having travelled
four continents
in it's young life
I consider irony, living 49 years
and the couple of times
I've managed
Alberton to Durban
the book is a Wild[ling]!
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