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Animal Rights Poetry By Lee Slonimsky

This Puff of Air

Flight is not the only gift:
there's hover, too.

Gnats stay aloft
near perfectly still,
resting on this puff of air or that.

Savants of June light, skillful as
the coasting hawks in their own way.


they float just like the shimmering sun
in noon's deep sky,
sun not much more ancient than

they are.


© Lee Slonimsky, 2023


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