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The Crow

2009.11.09

...
Sometimes he flies with another.
Yet even then his flight
plunges into orbits of solitude.
She follows him
in a quiet distance.
Their feathers don't touch.
They fly each in the space
of their own circle.
(by Dane Zajc)
3 Comments
TheBigHush I see you're branching out...
TheBigHush · 2009-11-09: 15:34
tedbarlow That's a very fine crow :-)
tedbarlow · 2009-11-10: 03:33
yellodog Good post, I like the poem.
yellodog · 2009-11-11: 13:49
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