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larryhammerFor Poetry Monday, something a little different:
A Quarrel of Crows: A Villahaikunelle, Bruce Pratt
A quarrel of crows
glean treasure from torn trash bags
on a rural road,
strut and cakewalk with
raspy-throated posturing.
A quarrel of crows
strip away limp gray rind
like coyotes feasting on doe.
On a rural road,
coon-toppled barrels,
bequeath uneaten orts to
a quarrel of crows
who caw, grateful for
this dessicated banquet
on a rural road.
On the first Friday
of the last month of the year,
a quarrel of crows
on a rural road.
Needless to say, I approve of this formal variation, and want to see more done with it. Possibly something more imagistic.
---L.
Subject quote from "No Gringo," Vienna Teng.
A Quarrel of Crows: A Villahaikunelle, Bruce Pratt
A quarrel of crows
glean treasure from torn trash bags
on a rural road,
strut and cakewalk with
raspy-throated posturing.
A quarrel of crows
strip away limp gray rind
like coyotes feasting on doe.
On a rural road,
coon-toppled barrels,
bequeath uneaten orts to
a quarrel of crows
who caw, grateful for
this dessicated banquet
on a rural road.
On the first Friday
of the last month of the year,
a quarrel of crows
on a rural road.
Needless to say, I approve of this formal variation, and want to see more done with it. Possibly something more imagistic.
---L.
Subject quote from "No Gringo," Vienna Teng.
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