Genre: Rhyme, Death
Flight 103 to Lockerbie: Happy Anniversary!
by Russell Bittner
I have a quiet storm outside my window;
it’s weather, pure and simple, just release.
Are these the gales that tore the skies of Scotland
then showered down her children, piece by piece?
This bit of storm, quite spent, is now reclining
upon my house, turned inward from the sea.
Our naked coast lies warm and under cover
of snow-drift sheets sent down from Lockerbie
‘cross Galloway and Dumphries’ frozen meadows,
through Strathclyde, lashing heathers down below
as desperately, the Channel tries appealing
to waves that riffle flame-retardant snow.
You see, my bit of storm is simple comfort;
my children lie beside me on the floor.
I’m not that mother rocking still at daybreak
with hopes on hinges, staring at the door.
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