I lifted my wings at midnight

Here's a poem taken from the pictured Edwin Morgan collection, first published back in 1997:


Ariel Freed

I lifted my wings at midnight.
Moonlit pines, empty paths,
broochlike lagoons dwindled below me.
Oh, I was electric:  my wingtips
winked like stars through the real stars.
Cold, brisk, tingling that journey,
voyage more than journey, the night
had waves, pressures I had to breast,
thrust aside, I had a figurehead or
perhaps I was a figurehead with
dolphins of the darkness as companions.
Only to have no shore, no landfall,
no runway, no eyrie, no goal and no fall!

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Edwin Morgan (1920 - 2010)

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