They escape gravity on the trampoline.
\nThe wild wonder of flying.
\nTouching the apogee of white hail
\nbefore the savage passion of the wind
\nflings them to the rocks and canyons
\nof the earth.
\nThe eyes of the children
\nare flowers of lightning.
\nThey rise wingless in the air.
\nThe trampoline is their
\nthunderbolt. A fiesta.
\nI waited at the rear of the line
\nfor a turn,
\none time before the gate was closed.
\nOne instant to be like them
\njoining the heavens.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
They escape gravity on the trampoline. The wild wonder of flying. Touching the apogee of white hail before the savage passion of the wind flings…<\/p>\n