kite

[vaneramos]

march winds clear and soften
wet fairway spaces
away from weeping willows
until you feel open air
tug your heart to heaven
crack and billow on the uprise
then swell and hold freedom
batter all four corners of space
still need invisible line
to restrain it from diving into
powerlines
or beyond the hunched willows
unsearchable thicket

Comments

[dubious-one.livejournal.com]

this is a great piece billy. i have often had difficulties reading your poetry (the first time) because i (personally) am always trying to find a rhythm. this one "flew" at me effortlessly and carried me through the rest of the poem. it was dileberate, melow, airy. for some reason i didn't notice the title (perhaps because it was the subject of the entry) but as soon as i got to the line "then swell and hold freedom", i thought not so much of a kite, but of being a kite. this is great personification. i read it the second time (like i always do) noting the title and was "blown away". good work.

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[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I feel like a kite these days.