PORTAL TO TARRYABON

portal to another place
broken hinge, take the door
pilgrim in the dust of space
open to another world

emerging from the doorway
trees are steel
the sky is orange

magnetic leaves fall from branch
cling to trunk
with loud kerplunk

inhabitants don’t live on land
they fly through black clouds of gas
and alien merfolk gills and fins

arctic portal at icy pole
our world to Tarryabon
right place, right time, once a millennium
arctic portal, the open door
to Tarryabon, the unexplored
my notebook and my pen.