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Poem found here:  "Our Ground Time Here Will Be Brief" by Maxine Kumin An airport as a metaphor for transitioning to the afterlife.  But this poem is a bit tongue in cheek too.  The poem is in two octaves and a quatrain with each stanza going closer and closer and then expanding outward from the speaker.      Blue landing lights make      nail holes in the dark.      A fine snow falls.   We sit      on the tarmac taking on[...] So stopping here before the list of things occurs. note how the focus is on the play of dark an light in the beginning and also how the snow appears -- fine, small enough to look at individually in general which foreshadows the way the speaker sees who is going aboard with her:      the mail, quick freight,      trays of laboratory mice,      coffee and Danish for      the passengers Note how personal these items appear to ot...

Original poem reprinted online here: "Spring Training" by Maxine Kumin Originally read: March 11, 2013 More information about the Poet:  Maxine Kumin . How long did it take me to know that this was a poem with baseball imagery, probably by the second line.  How long did it take me to realize that this is not a sonnet, just recently.   I think I wanted this to be a sonnet, I just miscalculated the stanzas (one extra) when I read it the first time.  However, this is important because there's no hard volta in the poem -- not in the couplet.  I feel the tone throughout the poem is the same -- a sense of wonder built by the imagery. In the first stanza there's imagery of baselines, peanuts, and catcher's mitt -- but look how they operate.  The Baseline imagery is followed up by slight alliteration "smoothed to suede" which brings a visual dreamlike quality to the image -- something real in a surreal sense.  Then comes the the peanuts line, "ancient smell...