LANDING

by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Hawk Deck 5:30

Fall Has Risen

as I sit on The Breezy Deck

in 16 degrees Celsius

having, rejoicing

in My Brain’s Capacity

To See The Future

& To See The Future

in physical terms

I am no longer waiting

I am @ The Time of Arrival

Landing

On My Solid Ground

of ambiguity