Falcon Flies Poem by Upendra Majhi

Falcon Flies



Falcon flies,
It abhors flap,
It glides with air,
find wind, circular
it kisses its bride,
on her impervious nostril,
descends to ground for a kill,
it can smell the wind in ellipse.
in forked wing-let
concave-vex-cave-vex-cave wing
over ten million years evolved,
and that taming the wind,
maddens on phylogeny of falcondae

Saturday, March 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: skyward
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