Wing Man

2007 Fall
Yali Li

I saw your wings,
Before I knew you
They were vigorously vibrating in the dawn,
Eager to fly.

Suddenly, you seemed strikingly touched,
By the gigantic V shape,
Flapping in the dim light.
You indulged in the splendid shining feather,
No knowing the sun cancelled his trip,
Wings got wet in the dark and cold.

Wing man! Wing man!
You were born to fly!
Let us start a bonfire,
The V should stretch high up in the sky!