before moved to florida, i lived five years in shreveport, louisiana. there was an old abandoned railroad station there that was turned into an art studios center, Artist's Transit. i hung there for awhile, but left town.
also there was a story written about argentina in the 1920's
Fabien is an airmail pilot of the Patagonia Mail. One night, he is lost while flying through a storm.
an aviator got lost in a storm
above the clouds
he couldn't land
and so flew into the night sky
the aerodrome master waiting for the landing that could not happen
his wife knowing too
the weather, the elements,
wind, sky, the clouds,
light and darkness,
and lights
beacons
shining up into a blanket
lights lost into the dense floating cover
night flight
i got it
in the collection of stories by
Antoine de Saint Exupéry
wind, sand, and stars
i think i'd take the tren
without instrument flight
in the soup