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Ham Radio poetry

At the top

[today’s run: star forest with Boardtown Runners: 10.9 miles]

With carabiners and
webbing I am
way up at the top
watching the rotor
while my ground-crew
wife sends the antenna
west, then east.

Torque shudders as
the rotor starts to steadily
turn the yagi;
twist calms a bit;
then she releases the control
to let it coast and the
tower absorbs the moment.