Found Object Poem Project -- Fan

photo by Charles Waters

Lament of the Portable Fan

I'll never spin a hurricane,

I'll never turn a weather vane.

I'll never push a sailboat's sail

or ruffle feathers on a tail,

power windmills, shape the land,

carry ash or desert sand.

The most that I will ever be

is one small oscillating breeze.

©Mary Lee Hahn, 2016