Thursday, January 15, 2009: On the Street…Navy and Green, Florence

Disoriented passengers leave
The tepid airport, struggle down the metal stairs
And step onto the tarmac. The cold air,
Sharp lights are overwhelming. The travelers are relieved

To see a man with headphones (earmuffs?) shepherd
Them toward the plane. Here it is, their vehicle.
They lurch and stoop at the entrance, the pace a trickle,
And slump into seats, sighing inside the metal bird.