Poem: Into The Wind.

Into The Wind
by Jack Brummet



Three pearl grey and ivory herring gulls
Fly south into the wind
Over Puget Sound, wheeling, tumbling,

And losing ground
As shifting currents
Scour the air.

They don’t actually want
To migrate south
So much as not go north.

Something in the gulls'
Inner compass says steer clear
Of Ketchikan, Skagway, and Nome.
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