{"id":5771,"date":"2024-09-04T21:06:23","date_gmt":"2024-09-04T21:06:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/?p=5771"},"modified":"2026-03-19T22:33:42","modified_gmt":"2026-03-19T22:33:42","slug":"airborne","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/index.php\/2024\/09\/04\/airborne\/","title":{"rendered":"Airborne"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"474\" height=\"325\" data-attachment-id=\"5772\" data-permalink=\"https:\/\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/index.php\/2024\/09\/04\/airborne\/aircraft-1813731_1280\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/aircraft-1813731_1280.jpg?fit=1280%2C877&amp;ssl=1\" data-orig-size=\"1280,877\" data-comments-opened=\"0\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"aircraft-1813731_1280\" data-image-description=\"\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/aircraft-1813731_1280.jpg?fit=474%2C325&amp;ssl=1\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/aircraft-1813731_1280-1024x702.jpg?resize=474%2C325&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-5772\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/aircraft-1813731_1280.jpg?resize=1024%2C702&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/aircraft-1813731_1280.jpg?resize=300%2C206&amp;ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/aircraft-1813731_1280.jpg?resize=768%2C526&amp;ssl=1 768w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/aircraft-1813731_1280.jpg?w=1280&amp;ssl=1 1280w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/aircraft-1813731_1280.jpg?w=948 948w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 474px) 100vw, 474px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\"><strong>Airborne<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>for Gary<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-right wp-block-paragraph\">L. Dewender<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Life on a page,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Without flesh\u2014<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Paper in the wind<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The meat and marrow<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">of a man<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The right word<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For a man<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Aloft and soaring<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Whole sentences rain down<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Upon faces that gaze<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">What wind?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">What tense?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It <em>was<\/em> all silver glints<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In sunbaked skies<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It <em>was<\/em> shimmers and rolls<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And fire in the belly<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It was wise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It <em>is<\/em> stilted and bereft<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Looking for the word<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For a man<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Afloat<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">On course<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And missed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Such heart for it <em>all<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He captured and caught<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Tamed on a page<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">With words<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Or without<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Glossy or matte<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">A moment in life<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For eyes and hearts<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For all time<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Flying Dutchman of the sky<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">With your visceral lens<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Now gone past the borders<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And the great melding place<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">You leave us your colors<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">In the warm of this space<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Where we, in our grief<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Remember your grace<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Airborne for Gary L. Dewender Life on a page, Without flesh\u2014 Paper in the wind The meat and marrow of a man The right word For a man Aloft and soaring Whole sentences rain down Upon faces that gaze What wind? What tense? It was all silver glints In sunbaked skies It was shimmers and &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/index.php\/2024\/09\/04\/airborne\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Airborne<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":true,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":true,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5771","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s7zCq3-airborne","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":666,"url":"https:\/\/wordpress.talesfromthelake.org\/index.php\/2016\/11\/21\/for-lack-of-a-hat-part-i\/","url_meta":{"origin":5771,"position":0},"title":"For Lack of a Hat- Part I","author":"L Dewender","date":"November 21, 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"\u00a0 It\u2019s an old building, a refurbished hotel - circa 1800\u2019s. 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