#138 Kevin Brophy 'Deliveries'

#138 'Deliveries'

A smart white plane skids down on the stony

air strip, chugs to a halt near the gate that

keeps stray cattle out, and a long legged

pilot climbs from it and relieves himself

behind the shipping container left here

for this purpose. The sky delivers these

planes to us and we drive out to meet them.

They bring visitors and boxed supplies from

a world we know less and less about as

days without planes or trucks come and go, with

snakes delivered to us by the desert,

birds delivered in hundreds by the winds

and frogs coughed up out of the patient sand.

Today a plane, with a visitor, parcels,

and that long legged pilot cramped in his

seat, staring through his fierce propeller,

and us, at the gate waiting to be sure

his tidy white plane makes it up again.