With winter’s gift of unimpeded sight and a white backdrop, I watch crows hop and circle a dark carcass 100 yards off through the woods.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
With winter’s gift of unimpeded sight and a white backdrop, I watch crows hop and circle a dark carcass 100 yards off through the woods.
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With winter’s gift of unimpeded sight,
I watch crows circle a dark carcass
a hundred yards off through the woods.
Only this white backdrop could make
bearable, the way the elements
have chosen whatever’s returned
as offering to the wheel. In spring
or summer we’ll come across its bones
under new growth of grass, bleached
white as stars that filter light
all this way through nets of trees.
12 16 2010
Luisa Igloria
I like the metaphysical dimension here. (Did you intend that space after the first line?
Yes I did, Dave… Title as first line, that sort of thing. And it did make that metaphysical turn, which I didn’t intend at the outset, but liked in the end.
Oh, O.K., that makes sense. I can post it at Via Neg with that as the title (minus the comma) then.
The little comma is okay in the title too, methinks…