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- absence of light
fledgling flight
fledgling atop nearby utility pole
having succeeded in first flight
from the osprey nest
with those sprawling wings
he could barely raise at the elbows
now muscular enough to lift them
and they in turn have lifted him
i did not see that thrilling flight
(how i wish i could have)
but know now it was made
i can only wish him well
as he must soon establish
his own life in a world
made awkward if not dangerous
by interfering (wo)man