Saturday, July 17, 2010

993. REASONING

REASONING
The dim roaring rise of arc and cable,
wire and steel, that sorted-out fan of
mathematics and drawing ; some form of
new precision landing on land yet soaring.
I want to follow with my eyes, yet glumly
my own feet stick here, on the ground.
What my eyes can see is only a tease,
for my feet and limbs do not follow.
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It's been said 'how like in joy do
birds fly.' I wonder. They soar
as only they can.

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