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Tuesday, 14 December 2010

Still-Life Ballad for a Crow by Jay Coral

Curiousity
on a barbed wire
your steady eyes
eulogic
i pity
not putting you
next to a rose
on a snowy day
your black sheen
rejoicing in Titian red.


Immaculate white
the crow wonders
why winter
is a delicate harvest
the guts
not as black
as the heart
the reekness
of no reds
dumbfounds


Jay Coral, Los Angeles, USA
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2 comments:

  1. Gordon Mason7:16 pm

    This poem I really enjoyed - the extremes of the colours, and the inner thoughts of the humble crow.

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  2. russian girls1:39 pm

    This is really cool.

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