Poem January 28, 1980 Issue

Being birdlike

FRANCES MARY WU

The bird flies up.
Sweeping through the air-sky,
unconsciously borne by aerodynamic
laws he hasn't learned;
balancing airsweep and airlight feathers
effortlessly,
the nonchalant master of space,
using earth's resources of endless movement
as if they were turned on just for him.

Like the bird,
we can be
controlled
free—
inspired.

FRANCES MARY WU

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