The gulls had found a thermal updraft and circled high against the cloudless sky.
But why? They were a black-backed species that scavenged on the ground. Could it be for the sheer joy of rising so high without the beat of a wing? Do they have the same yearning to soar like the spirit of man?
Then they are gone in a long downward glide to a distant destination.
Practical after all.
6 comments:
how'd I miss this one?...I am a fan of your wirey flights of;
reminds me of a question I read today. "What is the opposite of a kite?"
Hey Fern, how are you doing?
Why the answer to your question is a paravane. Imagine a kite towing a paravane, one going up the other down.
Reminds me of a painting by Lin Onus of a stingray flying through clouds
beautiful wire work... the way the sky is 'within' and 'without' the frame is so symbolic...
your question reminded me of Jonathan Livingston Seagull...
have you read it? and watched the pics?
i read it years ago but still remember that earnest love for flight...
aha... there is also a video... you can find the address here:
http://dearteachercrow.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_06.html
HB...yes I read the book a long time ago and it affected me greatly. The film never grabbed me, talking seagulls just didn't seem to cut it.
prose disguised as poetry or vice versa?
Cosmic....at which end should we start.
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