it hovers briefly
before taking off
this spirit
with damaged wings
in sad flight
making its way
home
to you
it hovers briefly
before taking off
this spirit
with damaged wings
in sad flight
making its way
home
to you
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Sad and yet beautiful.
Thank you.
I saw the news and wondered if you were ok? Glad to see you made it through.
Yes, I’m okay. I live in Istanbul not Izmir any longer. Friends there suffered property loss but are otherwise safe.
A beautiful poem. It is quite serendipitous that I was thinking along similar lines the other day.
https://paolsoren.wordpress.com/2020/10/25/the-cape-barren-goose/
Thanks, John. I’ve read your story and it’s quite moving. I see the simiiarity. Be well.
Thank you. I hope you haven’t had any friends hurt recently. Someone needs to give a few people a good spanking!
By the way, I ordered a copy of that book The Snow Goose from amazon. The purchase inspired obviously by your post.
I think it will please you.