Haibun Today

A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Editor
Volume 5, Number 2, June 2011

Belinda Broughton
Lobethal, South Australia, Australia


Flight and Earth

swallows dart
around the wingtip
of the 747
the air hostess lectures
the tops of heads

Beside me is a true Italian Madonna: Rubens' or Caravaggio's. The boy-child blinks in the warm, mounded substance of her embrace, giggles, squirms under many smacking kisses, yields to her softness, rests in her softness.

She says, 'I love you, I love you,' over and over in his ear. His long black eyelashes blink. He is taking it for granted, as he should, the sacred wholeness of his mother's embrace.

a cross
in the cleavage
of hills
our plane's shadow
shadowing us







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