vendredi 7 octobre 2011

rain song

Crow in the Rain by Rea N. Radifer

in the rain crows go quiet
they rest on wires
ruffling first one wing
wringing the next
then sit as still as statues
until a sudden urge to float
throws them down to
eek out worms

rain has much the same
effect upon this poet
who sits non compos mentis
on her little couch-throne
eyes barely open
in a rain-soaked dumbness
the will to live gone
yet eeking out poems

after i wrote this, i watched a little tribe of soaking wet
sparrows pecking at seeds on my patio. it was such a 
pathetic sight. it seems the heavy oregon rains are back,
along with the struggles of all us birds and bird lovers.

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