Thought Aberdeen

We are moving definately
through our city's streets.
Andy is driving a car, it seems
for me like a thought-sea.

He calculates trajectory, angles.
I will forsake today's cute rhymes
to say, I experience a motion
as if through some dense liquid medium.

We (another we) two days before 
wonder what a sub does.
Driving? No. 
Swimming? No.
The men had thought 'propultion'.
Of some sort.

We left it at that: Moving.
What we (the first we)
are doing here, I'll share: The snow 
releases the nice light, as does the granite,
my crisp entrance hall, the stair.


Cor, Jan 2001