Anthony Parker

Rookie (12/7/79 / Los Angeles, CA)

Take-Off - Poem by Anthony Parker

With a precise hand, palm
facing the earth, I'd stretch
my arm out the car window,
convinced that at the right speed
and angle of my arm the car
would take-off into the sky-
achieving a perfect balance between
man and machine, a loose harmony
of metal and bone. The car is as
much a plane as my arm a wing.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 29, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 8, 2011


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