The Broadest Wings

The most privileged viewpoint of the world:
poetry.
The broadest wings:
the words and sounds
that fly, dance,
explode, and sing
without intending to say anything,
without an agenda, without meaning.
The poet, always beautiful
in their prodigious uselessness
and eternal freedom,
launches into the void
with the only rope
of their verses.
I raise my glass
to those who speak with dragons,
those who leap into the void in spring,
the ones unafraid of the absurd,
the timeless,
always new,
always fresh,
riders of the air,
poets of life.

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m.p.