travelling with them
clutching her orthodox bible
her total luggage
she is diminutive
black clad
gentle
returning to Greece
to visit family
she kissed her prayer book
on landing
I did not see her again
the next leg
to very large people
brother and sister or
husband and wife
he undid the armrest
between us so he had more room
it was a strange feeling
his thigh against mine
I did not mind
I did not see them again
Beautiful poem. I love the way the phrase'orthodox bible' helps develop the atmosphere of the first stanza.
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