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Three Crows Flew Away

By John I. Blair

This morning, after dawn,
Three crows flew away
From a limb beside my drive.

I heard them flap
Before I saw them
Rive the muggy morning air
Discordantly.

Evidently Id disturbed
A muster of our local gang,
Broken up a crow cabal
Convening in an arching ash
To plan corvine agendas.

Ill never know
Quite what they had in mind . . .
Chevrolet defilement,
Thrush infanticide,
Or just rapacious
Rushes at my lawn.

2004 John I. Blair


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