Poem: “Mission Impossible”


The movie starts

shortly after takeoff.


By the time we cross

the Caribbean Sea,

Tom Cruise changes identity,

intercepts an armoured convoy in Paris,

flown a burning helicopter

into a mid-air collision over Kashmir

and saves the world

from a nuclear disaster.


The young couple

seated behind me

still haven’t figured out

how to calm their baby.


(Editor’s note: poet Shai Ben-Shalom, an Israeli-born biologist, writes for Blacklock’s each and every Sunday)

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