(Written for my friend Matthew; not sure if it's done yet.) Humanity, in its defiance of gravity, put that Air France Airbus ay-three-five-oh in the sky with a belly full of people with bellies full of peanuts, while you stand by watching its descent, eyes brimming over with sun-glinting steal. Your mind winging, fledged with props and motors, its surge and sound written on your face; its voice the very language of awe.2 responses total.
Ooo! Do I get first posties on this one? Coolness. It's been a real long time since I critiqued anyone's poetry, so you may not want to take my word for it, Ari. Okay, I read it through twice. I like it. I'm particularly fond of "with a belly full of people with bellies full of peanuts," I think that is a great image. If it's not done, Ari, it's well on the way.
This is quite good. I enjoyed "mind winging, fledged with props and motors.
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