The Common Baskettail
with crimped wings
fell into the water.
I ladled him
out on my walking stick
tip, but whir as he might,
he could not fly.
He would not fly.
His wings would
not uncrimp.
I placed him near
another with straight
wings, walked away,
and thought
about his incredible
lightness
all day
and
all night.
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