LIFT
why so holy black birds
why does my hollow close
round your cloaked bodies,
plucking my eyes
at every shape that rises and flies,
in the blur of winter leaflets -
just saw crows lift off a tree.
just saw crows fly over me
and tend to the fallen aspen
lifting him by ashen bark
and pallid bud, O crow,
will you carry my body
when my spirit flees?
By Reka Jellema
why so holy black birds
why does my hollow close
round your cloaked bodies,
plucking my eyes
at every shape that rises and flies,
in the blur of winter leaflets -
just saw crows lift off a tree.
just saw crows fly over me
and tend to the fallen aspen
lifting him by ashen bark
and pallid bud, O crow,
will you carry my body
when my spirit flees?
By Reka Jellema
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