david jewell poet

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Terrible crow of outrageous beauty.

Solitary crow in the snow like the definition of black

against white

earth.

And grey sky.

Crow of sonic song that scratches the soul.

Crow with electric red eyes, blazing

through the moonless night.

––What are you mumbling about? … asked Mr Bones

––Just thinking out loud… said Crow.

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