Seeding Wings



“You've got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.”  ― Annie Dillard


 On this mountain
where nothing grows
but stones I must seed
the wind with wings,
and learn to fly when
I leap into the unknown.

©Susie Clevenger 2020

#napowritmo2020 Day 22
Inspired by: #skyloverwordlist

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  1. lovely, the idea of seeding wings - reminds me of maples - how some varieties produce winged seed pods - we called helicopters - and how much fun it was to collect them in free-fall, or gather them from the ground to find a high-up spot, like balcony or roof, to throw them up and to the wind - a cascading storm! so delightful - and fun - but a right pain for the mess - *giggling madly*

    I love how your poem takes something and seeds light and hope in all of this - because really, we must learn (however painful) to make/find/create/discover and share hope, as we can.

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  2. Yes, lovely phrase and concept, 'I must seed / the wind with wings'.

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  3. I try to visualize the situation you've posed. The it helped me to think of Columbus, sailing over the edge of the world.
    But you are writing metaphorically, personal road blocks and the like.
    I won't forget your
    changing write here for a long while.
    ..

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  4. "I must seed the wind with wings, and learn to fly," yes! This is gorgeously written, Susie 💘

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  5. I just love your response to the quote you chose.. a leap of faith into the blue.

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  6. I love the idea of seeding the wind with wings!

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  7. I do love the Dillard quote, and the poem it inspired. I remember that leap. I would not be as brave now, but am glad I was then.

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  8. seed the wind with wings.....an amazing thought and image here! So I may learn to fly...me...I must seed the wind with wings....I can enable it!

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  9. That we must! If we are to survive (and thrive).

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