An Offset Wing - Poem

Lawrence Hall
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An Offset Wing

A pine nut rotors down, suspended from
Its only wing for this its only flight
Dreamed long ago, and sung into this autumn
To free-fall-spin on warm September’s wind

This aviator of the mono-wing
Knows nothing of machined efficiency
Or scheduled maintenance according to
Electric rhythms in a plastic box

Its flight is brief, but changes everything:
A pine nut rotors down, and moves the world


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An Offset Wing

A pine nut rotors down, suspended from
Its only wing for this its only flight
Dreamed long ago, and sung into this autumn
To free-fall-spin on warm September’s wind

This aviator on a mono-wing
Knows nothing of machine efficiency
Or scheduled maintenance for turn-around
Its brevity is for eternity

The flight is brief, but changes everything:
A pine nut rotors down, and moves the world