High Over Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

High Over



above us big birds are flying.
lightly they are taking
wings to pieces,
they are rising up.

and then they are flying
away somewhere quickly
disappearing
from view for us

we are admiring
their consistency
in the repetitiveness of movements
in the flutter of wings

departures
are only similar
the ones
without the return...

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