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Jeff Reed

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Walnut Creek, CA 94596
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Jeff Reed

  • Chiastic Poetry
  • The Strange Sum of Things
  • Poems
  • Songs
  • Sea to Sea
  • Animagus Extinctio
  • Psalm 37 Menagerie
  • Butterfly Glory
  • Books
  • ABOUT

THIRTY-SIX

April 15, 2025 Jeff Reed

this airport runway, lined

with lights fired by krypton,

welcomes home all who, unable to fly

on their own power, white-knuckle

land with the seatbelt sign on.

meanwhile the man of steel

flies on fast and free, far and near,

and each time after saving the world,

touches down to earth again, 

but never here.


Note: The gas krypton has the atomic number 36 and, due to its high stability, is often used in lighting features, including runway lights at airports.  Good news for us. Not so much for Superman.

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