Adrienne Rich — Turbulence

There’ll be turbulence. You’ll drop your book to hold your water bottle steady. Your mind, mind has mountains, cliffs of fall may who ne’er hung there let him watch the movie. The plane’s supposed to shudder, shoulder on like this. It’s built to do that. You’re designed to tremble too. Else break Higher you climb, trouble in mind lungs labor, heights hurl vistas Oxygen hangs ready overhead. In the event put on the child’s mask first. Breathe normally