Drive
Low flight that bends
The whorling sphere
In whistle-talk bounce-stops
Grass stains that streak
The dimpled-egg sitting white
March! March! On and on
Then climb the air-ladder
And peak in the blue
Slide! Slide! Down and down
The grade so swiftly weak
Impact flat, deepen, kick
And gently sit up
Arrogant
Free…
Again we meet and dimpled, smiling
You tease me openly to test
Your whistle-talk, marching, climbing
Sliding bounce-stop and the rest
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