What you make on Orion I leave to you What you take from Orion I take to you Far far away where the swans fly to when we are having winter, lived a King who had eleven sons and one daughter Hans Christian Andersen in the greening time there was once there was a because we didn’t Turn on the light There was trespass We didn’t Unadorned Side is his wife Bellatrix are the shoulder stars Drape the mantle of the remarkable nebula Take first cause is effect once mishap misshape But let us not talk in the language of evidence sleep deprivation vigilance the screen and the Styrofoam king of airspace renames the sky documentary to which all words refer escapes us near or newer air
From Aerodrome Orion by Susan Gevirtz. Copyright © 2008 by Susan Gevirtz. Used by permission of Kelsey Street Press. All rights reserved.