Angel
Angel If the ancients only knew what they were heading into. No inkling of the extraterrestrials travelling in the everywhen through all dimensions, free falling fuggheads too numerous to mention. Slipping through gateways and portals, Replicants, Androids, and all manner of space trash. Meanwhile back on the planet A full flower moon and mass migration of birds tonight Turn down the lights! If you listen quietly you can you almost hear their flight If they only knew what they are heading into. It’s open season on angels here With help from Lempriere’s Classical Dictionary & Historical Dictionary of Science Fiction Day 30 Prompt: In his poem, “ Angels ,” Russell Edson speaks of these spiritual warrior-messenger-guardians as if they were a type of endangered animal. Brief as it is, the poem is disorienting in its use of flattened diction, odd similes, and elliptical statements. Today, try writing your own poem that discusses a real or mythical being or p...