Mary Soon Lee
F-16 Fighting Falcons
in diamond, delta, arrowhead
precision perfection.
At lower altitude, plumage drab,
swooping, wheeling, gliding,
a cohort of birds.
Poet's Notes: I attended the annual air show "Wings Over Pittsburgh" in May. There is a visceral awe in watching the planes climb and dive and turn, in hearing the engines roar. I also spent some time that day watching a flock of small black birds engaged in less impressive aerial maneuvers.
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