其他摘要：I am entering my edits of one of my submitted poems here. Fly Away The propeller passenger, plane over Africa 1943, looks so heavy, clumsy, an Oldenburg sculpture might fall from the sky. Out of date like 50’s household items. The mixer with dual spinners, whirls batter, two birds about to take off. The peak of a soufflé, the mountain tip in Kenya where women defy gravity, balance papayas, eggs in a basket on heads, without, so thin, they might fly away.
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