out of boggling propeller
blades that whip
everything in their path
rise above what vexes
to see the whole map
as the floating vane
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out of boggling propeller
blades that whip
everything in their path
rise above what vexes
to see the whole map
as the floating vane
You just put me on the door guns of a rising gunship.
I don't know that I should thank you, but, gingerly I will.
Its odd but I thought about a lawnmower and the intricate world it destroys in its path!
those are excellent interpretations, worthy of their own poems... i thought about the one blade i see, in a whirling propeller, that goes much slower, as in an optical illusion.
... or, a meteorologist (placed above what vexes) waiting that that large dust devil collapse...