Summer 1989 • Vol. XI No. 3 PoetryJuly 1, 1989 |

Podington Air Field

Was it the rain so fine it was invisible but forming on the camera lens and lips that deafenedlike the noise of history? Forty-three years too late the tiny village has its stone perfection yet and the clock on the chapel tells in timeless age its one wrong time. And the steady downpour weighs on the grass and hedgerows and crisp road to where a hangar holds its hogfeed mill and the runway's a dragstrip between brewery signs. Beyond the mud and puddled turns, old barracks and mess halls molder in dripping woods, and here and there, host to drunken vines, a rotting signpost points toward motor pool and control tower in the vast grid of strips and turnarounds now lost in flooding weeds, wind sock a rag on its high ring, as though ten thousand bombers had left on their missions and forgotten where to return in the green roaring shirelight still, and the face of a dead uncle stares up through piles of leaves at our sentimental curiosity for the last things he ever saw.

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