Some train stations
are like churches—
bodies rather than souls
harrowing off towards
future or seeking past.
Airports may have chapels
but sell life insurance—
require cognitive dissonance
at 38,000 miles high
eating air at indigestible speeds.
Wherever we are
entangled, imagining
ourselves to be alone—
is the greatest impossibility
of all.
Celia Turner is a Loveland published poet in Northern Colorado Writers and Columbine Poets annual anthologies,Poetry Potion and winner of the 2020 Denver Women’s Press Club Unknown Writer’s Contest. She regularly studies poetry, takes workshops and classes. The Grind online practice of a daily poem submitted to a random participating group each month has been a boon. Poetry for her is an ongoing intimate conversation she continues to have with those unmet but not unknown.