AEROPLANE Click here for original version It is always winter up there. ———— As the aeroplane moved over the frozen white flatland of the clouds Geryon left his life behind like a weak season. Once he’d seen a dog having a rabies attack. Springing about like a mechanical toy and falling over on its back in jerky ways as if worked by wires. When the owner stepped up and put a gun to the dog’s temple Geryon walked away. Now leaning forward to peer out the little oblong window where icy cloudlight drilled his eyes he wished he had stayed to see it go free. Geryon was hungry. Opening his Fodor’s Guide he began to read “Things to Know About Argentina.” “The strongest harpoons are made from the bone inside the skull of a whale that beaches on Tierra del Fuego. Inside the skull is a canalita and along it two bones. Harpoons made from a jawbone are not so strong.” A delicious odor of roasting seal was wafting through the aeroplane.