1797 c/o Annabel Banks
fall some imprisoned Icarus but young
to resonate disregard of bring down
force cannot be stopped
escape might allow delay
thinks stinging bell resistance stung
pull of the draught idea
if a man is heavy as another
into the air then how
flight into basket to think of bones
climbs inside waves his hat
climbs inside kissed his women
climbs inside cross finger bones
mind shut but for pictures
jumps from stiles field edge wall
concentration can slow
downward time thudding fall
his mind elsewhere disconnects
pale eggs weak beer metal tang
then out to check the canvas
because drag expanded covers his whole
and there was a bird in the
like a child perhaps
onto a soft bed best sheet
defeat the must of that
down from thirty thousand feet
don’t look thirty thousand thirty maybe maybe not
he disconnects the rope
he disconnects the rope
stand in the basket the wind
disconnects the rope
thinks about eggs
not crossed bones fingers and arms
splintered and crush and
the astute heaviness of ground
disconnects the rope anyway he is sky
one careful stitch secure fold away
basket might drop
who knows he is higher than birds
knows earth as not a stone balloon
he disconnects the rope
no polite pull he has pale
taste metal reach soon bird
he disconnects the rope
he disconnects the disconnects his
hand does not shake
because
1797
,
Annabel Banks
,
First parachute jump