Freer br than most birds br an eagle flies up br over San Francisco br freer than most places br soars high up br floats and glides high up br in the still br open spaces br br flown from the mountains br floated down br far over ocean br where the sunset has begun br a mirror of itself br br He sails high over br turning and turning br where seaplanes might turn br where warplanes might burn br br He wheels about burning br in the red sun br climbs and glides br and doubles back upon himself br now over ocean br now over land br high over pinwheels suck in sand br where a rollercoaster used to stand br br soaring eagle setting sun br All that is left of our wildernessbr br Lawrence Ferlinghettibr br