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Metal Birds that Fly - July 26, 2022


with a blue sheen

the hummingbird

scans her bushy kingdom

the mockingbird

floats up and down

sings a syrupy set

on the telephone wire

a hawk wheels

with a thousand-foot gaze

from the isolated

land of thermals

while those metal birds

that fly in the gods’ sky

plow through clouds

and wound the air

are not alive

though a stranger

to earth might be fooled

by the trail of white breath

and the growl

coming from

their steady silver stare


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