From 3fbc8e50ab12cd95575e0ab60f2899d61a364edb Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Adam Piontek Date: Wed, 5 May 2021 15:14:20 -0400 Subject: [PATCH] edited poem --- .../2021/05/2021-05-05_will-i-feel-the-wind.md | 14 ++++++-------- 1 file changed, 6 insertions(+), 8 deletions(-) diff --git a/priv/content/2021/05/2021-05-05_will-i-feel-the-wind.md b/priv/content/2021/05/2021-05-05_will-i-feel-the-wind.md index a1af5cc..e29bdb0 100644 --- a/priv/content/2021/05/2021-05-05_will-i-feel-the-wind.md +++ b/priv/content/2021/05/2021-05-05_will-i-feel-the-wind.md @@ -14,17 +14,16 @@ Long ago, as I suppose many teens do, I tried to wrote poetry now and then. And #### Will I Feel the Wind -I don't feel my wings. +I can't feel my wings. Have I held them stiff so long they're numb? Did they atrophy too far? Did I amputate them and forget? -Slicing the skin and sinew, -rough implement cracking feathers? +Tearing skin and sinew, +cracking their feathers? Did I scrap their sick crumpled span somewhere lost? -Maybe I still feel something. I used to dream of flight, soaring free. Dancing dips and flips, graceful landings, long horizons. @@ -34,12 +33,11 @@ They were more danger than delight. More frightening than curiosity. More risk than promise. -I've long since been unconfined, -but I'd already forgotten them. The familiar posture stuck, -tucked in tight, cramped, tense, hidden. +tucked tight, cramped, tense, hidden. +I didn't notice when I could ease up; +Besides, holding that way got comfortable. -Holding it that way is what's comfortable. I can't stretch them wide just yet. Muscles weak, tingling sharp as I try. This burning ache, is it tender love?