Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, AIR MAIL, by ANNA HAWKS PUTNAM


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AIR MAIL, by                    
First Line: I was one with space
Last Line: Expecting words from a friend.
Subject(s): Letters


I was one with space.
The long horizon's rim
Was brushed with flaming clouds
Like the wings of a Seraphim.

I was one with vastness,
The field of limitless blue,
Alone with cosmic wonder,
With sky and atom of dew.

When up toward heaven was lifted
The crunching engine that brings
Our lettered lines -- they're speeding
On time, and shod with wings!

And space became a mountain
The pilot must ascend,
And I was one with time
Expecting words from a friend.





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