March

That penultimate stanza is a winner. *

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Thanks Loren and Jenny. Glad this struck your fancy/

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Distantly, two crows unlatch from a high pine

passing thought of crow on the pallid sky.

The top twigs make up-ended t's

or featherless birds hung in flight.
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In March hone bayonet and harrow

blood inspires the corn.
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("Sentra" puzzles me, though. The only reference I could find is the car.)

Especially like the directness of the language:

"hone bayonet and harrow
blood inspires the corn"

Also, great closing.

Enjoyed.

Crows "unlatching" from their roost. Perfect visual.

"Attention nests in the gaps"
Nice line!

Seriously moved by your poem, David. Fantastic capping last line/image/metaphor/symbol: "You vanish like a crow at night."

Ray, Hey thanks for the comment. I'm not sure Sentra is just cheesy or actually funny. maybe too flip .

Thanks, Sam. I appreciate that. I hope that the direct language relieves the opacity of the subject.

Thanks, Gary, Mathew and Bill.

Thanks, Ed. Happy that it struck you so favorably.

This deserves more than I know how to say.

So, no matter how I try, I will leave it there. *

Thanks, Dianne. The hidden heart of poetry is the unsayable.

Agree with Loren. Beautiful work, David.

thanks Rachna, Happy that you read this .