Robert E. Wood
Airport Atrium
We're at the airport in a line
that stretches past the dinosaur
and the piano bar.
The piano player has a good left hand.
The stars above the skylight beckon.
We should dance.
Instead we shuffle past the bones
and Alley Oop it slowly toward the plane.
Chicago
I look out the window
of my hotel room
on the thirteenth floor.
(They have fooled no one
by calling it the fourteenth.)
The street below is largely quiet.
A fire engine passes by
from time to time as is expected.
I am not above telling the truth
for the sake of a poem:
I imagine no lover here with me
staring at the ironing board
hung on the wall beside the television.
The bed is wide: like a mockery
of the Calder exhibition
down the block
I find myself
uselessly mobile.
Robert E. Wood is an Associate Professor in the School of Literature, Communication, and
Culture at Georgia Tech and has written on a range of topics from The Rocky Horror Picture
Show to Hamlet. His poetry has appeared recently in flashquake, Poetry Midwest, Quiddity,
Quercus Review, Blue Fifth Review, and Umbrella. Although the Muse is sometimes no better
than she should be, he must love her anyway.
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Airport Atrium
We're at the airport in a line
that stretches past the dinosaur
and the piano bar.
The piano player has a good left hand.
The stars above the skylight beckon.
We should dance.
Instead we shuffle past the bones
and Alley Oop it slowly toward the plane.
Chicago
I look out the window
of my hotel room
on the thirteenth floor.
(They have fooled no one
by calling it the fourteenth.)
The street below is largely quiet.
A fire engine passes by
from time to time as is expected.
I am not above telling the truth
for the sake of a poem:
I imagine no lover here with me
staring at the ironing board
hung on the wall beside the television.
The bed is wide: like a mockery
of the Calder exhibition
down the block
I find myself
uselessly mobile.
Robert E. Wood is an Associate Professor in the School of Literature, Communication, and
Culture at Georgia Tech and has written on a range of topics from The Rocky Horror Picture
Show to Hamlet. His poetry has appeared recently in flashquake, Poetry Midwest, Quiddity,
Quercus Review, Blue Fifth Review, and Umbrella. Although the Muse is sometimes no better
than she should be, he must love her anyway.
Home
Issue One
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