two-headed eagle
Saying there's going to be light hasn't yet enabled me to see in the dark.
"Flying Saucers
Tuesday three in the afternoon 24 June 1947
Kenneth Arnold of Boise, rescue pilot, businessman, deputy sheriff and federal marshal, U.S. Forest Serviceman
At 9,000 feet crystal-clear conditions
Alone in his Callair between Chehalis and Yakima
An hour’s detour searching for a lost transport
Out of the blue a flash like just before a midair crash
Made him look left north of Mount Rainier
To see at ninety degrees
Nine seeming jet planes in a V pointed south
The echelon vaguely bobbing and weaving
Flashing reflections
Twenty-four miles off
Against Rainier’s snows, tailless—
Flying nearly forty miles
Between Mounts Rainier and Adams
Three times the speed of sound
The first crossed the ridge bridging the mountains
As the last came over its north crest five miles back
Nine crescents needing to be
Half a mile long to be seen
Flying that fast that far away
So smooth mirroring sunlight
Like speedboats on rough water
Wavering in formation
Like the tail of a Chinese kite
Wings tipping flashing blue white
Each like a saucer skipped over water"
--Bryan Sentes (with the video)
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