“Crows” by T. Crunk (an excerpt)

Biblia Pauperum4. Crow’s Song

Shuffle and sigh
shuffle and sigh

all god’s children
born to die

rattle and moan
rattle and moan

all god’s children
dead and gone

5. Muse

Late February
and the crow has come

through yet another winter
one good eye

burnt wing
heart still whispering

but as snow again
breaks free

falls to earth

she lifts
from the birch branch

cries twice
vengefully—

I, I

—and wings off
across the stubblefield

vanishing finally
into a poem

about ice

T. Crunk,
Biblia Pauperum
Accents Publishing

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