It is not a Fan
But this poetry
I hope not in the shop of dishes,
It’s just a giant cloud-like formation
and weightless tissues
that covered for an instant some part of
Heaven,
Or others' extraordinary fantasies and mirages.
But it has brought some sendings and informations
That maybe has been vital for people
Who have lived underneath and whose
Eyes have been sharpened for details and polishing with them,
But who lost capacity for seeing the world globally
As might Elephant winding in the sky awkwardly
Who kept friendship with air castles catching dreamily
But also with typhoons and cyclones and UFOs
For meeting with them we must be firmly prepared.
Zamir Osorov (20th century) Kyrgyzstan
Source: Poetry Soup (with some revisions by B Levitan)
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