Some old
Chinese guy
wrote that
a poet
“Only suffers
writing poems...”
“...better...”
(he observed)
“...to spend your time
learning to fly.”
And so
“...concentrating
the sea of Heaven
in the inch space
of the heart...”
I fly.
I fly!
· * *
·
(Apologies to Meng Chiao & Wang Ch’ang Ling)
For Angie ‘cos she can
soar above everything and everyone.
And oh... she’s such a sweetheart.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/learning-to-fly-for-dearest-darling-angie/
