The whole plane rises in an effort . . . The rush of wind is bated as a breath -- One split second . . . The wing drops viciously! Then screams earthward with a flashing fin Whirling skyward ... Down! Down, downward, in a spin! Every white demon in the sky Lends the trembling struts their terrible cry A burst of white, a cloud is ripped asunder. The earth leaps upward with a fiendish whine . . . The throttle's snapped! -- the engine cuts in thunder -- A straight drop earthward in a line . . . Then to flatten out with neutralized controls, With whispering wires like panic-stricken souls Moaning in their strange deliverance, Sweeping low across the boundary fence; While dust puffs up beneath a wheel From the spinning touch upon the dusty field. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAND OF HEART'S DESIRE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS HATRED by GWENDOLYN B. BENNETT SONGS OF INNOCENCE: INTRODUCTION by WILLIAM BLAKE BEPPO: A VENETIAN STORY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE by JOHN KEATS |