Camelot
Descending
A
Tribute to John Kennedy Jr.
By Tatiana Pahlen
Reaching
the heights,
descending
to the ground . . .
Who
pulled these strings,
can
you stretch your doubt?
Was
it God's or the devil's craft?
Did you hear
their cackle?
Was it laughter
or cry?
Dice
on the table:
one
cheating player;
The
bet went high on the pool of air.
A
fog clutched the wingtips,
you
dared to look down:
earth
mirrored sky
with
waters, like ground.
Seconds
away from the world's despair,
they
gambled your life . . .
Your
soul's been spared.
Once
bravely saluting at your father's grave . . .
Your
realm is the ocean
Amidst
emerald waves . . .
July
20 , 2000
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