Candy given to comfort at take off <br />Spontaneous applause in landing <br />Our guides grand father murdered by Stalin's men <br />The vastness of her Western steppe experienced <br />If only through jet window review, <br />The strangeness where every car could be a cab <br />And duress no excuse for lack of faithfulness <br />To things too deep for talk. <br />The old ways and the new ways <br />Cross and merge and intertwine <br />Russia emerges slowly to her new age.<br /><br />Bill Grace<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/russia-3/
