I thought everyone wanted to fly—

weightless, wingless,

pressed against the blueness of gravity

if only to look down just once,

like a bird, wondering what it’s like

to be human—

grounded so hard against the earth.

Which is why,

whenever I see a helicopter,

I always remember

those two boys, back in 2003,

weightless and wingless

as they studied the sidewalk—

neither one bothering to look up, as I did,

in absolute awe

when the sky filled with the sound of steel

and artificial wings,

which weren’t nearly as amazing to them

as the baby robin, alive,

and the blue egg broken

in the green grass.



DeMaris Gaunt



Published by demarisgaunt

I currently live in Greenwood, Indiana. I love to listen to music, books on CD, podcasts or NPR as I work in my studio.  My favorite artists are Andrew Wyeth and Edward Hopper. I love poetry, but only the good stuff that isn’t so abstract I can’t understand it. Abstraction better lends itself to visual art, I think. Stephen Dunn is my favorite poet. He’s said just about anything that can be said about the inner workings of the heart and mind. My favorite novel is Atonement by Ian McEwan. My all time favorite band is The Cure. I love science, and anything that relates to how the mind works. I don’t believe in the supernatural. If I could meet anyone in the world, it would be Richard Dawkins or Steven Pinker. If you don’t buy my art or read my poetry, buy one of their books. It will enrich if not change your life.  My favorite things to do are hiking, kayaking and camping. My favorite food is so common, I’ll keep you in suspense (It starts with a P). I prefer chocolate to vanilla. Green is my favorite color. I have an aversion to planning or scheduling of any kind, and I live for spontaneous adventures! Telephone conversations make me anxious, and I avoid them at almost all cost. I had a happy childhood. I’m having a pretty fantastic adulthood. I have every intention of seeing my 100th birthday, after which I will happily relinquish my guts to the future of medicine. Cheers! ~DeMaris

2 thoughts on “Helicopters

  1. Each time I read this, my mind turns in another direction. First, I thought it was the story of two boys riding in a helicopter looking down amazed at the birth of a robin below. Then, for some extremely bizarre reason, I thought they had jumped out of the helicopter and killed a robin on the way down. Maybe I need to see if I took my meds today. 🙂


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