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Tag: Flash Fiction

The Song of the Pylon

The Song of the Pylon The pylons sang their song. They sang it for the trees, the sky and the people. But most of all, they sang it for themselves. Their hymn to their beauty. We write our shapes into the sky At perfect angles that rise forever With such lines of grace We will not fall Our dreams are power We are in harmony and symmetry We are line and structure and information We are secure. We are protected. We are abstraction itself Life dances at our very feet.… Read more The Song of the Pylon