Air Be and Be
You, a stranger, will arrange
and pay to stay with me.
Here is a space I love and share.
It’s not your kind of space
and so you’re free to like it or dislike it.
You may find something that appeals.
Perhaps the cat
or the Japanese bath
the messy books or kombucha
or just the bed.
And I can like your savoir faire
or laser brain or plaited hair
or donkey farm
like you for your age or for your youth
for your energy or for your pain.
Privately on display for just two days
we sample one another
we breathe each other’s air
glimpse a watercolour charm
and be and be and then
we go our separate ways.
Rachel McAlpine 2019
I’m an AirBnB host in Mount Victoria, Wellington, New Zealand. A series of always delightful people stay with me for 2–5 days if and when it suits us both. Original incentive: extra income after retirement. Ongoing incentive: the pleasures that I have outlined in the poem above, Air Be And Be. Guests have their own bedroom, bathroom, and living space, and we have a floating interaction. It’s almost otherworldly, the dance we perform, meeting, showing, talking, and going our separate ways. I enjoy my role as a Superhost (oh yes) very much. Idiosyncratic envoys from the wider world world enter my personal territory, bringing fresh air and positive vibes. Thank you all!
Poem and photo CC BY 2.0 Rachel McAlpine