Word-contrarians as Americans are,
you ask your Calif. friend
for another idea for 'flightpath'.
Depends on how far
below it you are,
rhymes poet Bri.
If high,
we call it
'progress'.
Low, it's 'rage',
'curse', 'attitude',
'language'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem