Taking Wing

“Tiring of language, the mind takes flight.” – Jim Harrison


From a vocabulary with spindly legs

I strive to conjure a spirit

strive to fashion a word totem

that connects the me and now

to the we that soars over the aching aloneness below.


It is only when I deconstruct,

allow the word teeth of the saw to fall,

that we perform the air dance as eagles

— with this nuance:

we plummet not as we gyre

risking all on our moments of togetherness.


                            We fly!

                                Oh, we fly!


Higher than imagination.

Higher than want.

Higher than oxygen.


Higher than… language!



This is part of “28 Days of Unreason”

based on prompts taken from poems

by Jim Harrison.



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