Ode to Wright

By: Joel (School of Electrical and Electronic Eng.)
Competition Year: 2016
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Tiny flutters of abstract passion
Theories formed, after a fashion
The seer to skymen.

With machinations of machines
With the method and means
Will man dismiss mountain?

Against public opinion
Sketch counterfeit pinion
Silence squawking rumours of onset madness
All with a dove formed from spruce and canvas.

All appraised and assessed
With the bird at its best
Through trial, test and retest
The time has come, to flit the nest.

Look upon in great anticipation
Have hope in your heart, but don’t be naive
You are but a step in a grand formation
You are but a stitch in a history’s weave
You are what legacy you struggled to leave.
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