Sunday, April 20, 2008

Karen Kevorkian: The Dozen Crows Calling Blackly

White bodied woman at the window
of the brick house that rouges
a white morning. Come back to bed

from the unwound sheets. Only what’s observed
the black crow caw

not a dog’s bark
black diagonal echo
unwinding peel
knife paring
seeking pith every morning

gray squirrel shooting down a wet limb
every morning the slide down

an arm raised against
eyelids’ red scald

Karen Kevorkian

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