The Crow Poem by Zyw Zywa

The Crow



The crow is invisible
black in the thin sky
that rarefies, connecting
worlds, revealing

messages that I don't understand
until they penetrate me
sharp, deep and indelible
overwhelming, everything

changes and I don't remember
who I was before it turned black
and the beady eyes with their beak
started hacking on me

Sunday, September 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: unity,messages
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Performance of "The Crow" (2019, Kate Moore)in the Organparc, by Geerten van de Wetering (organ)and Matthijs Koene (pan-pipes)

Collection "org anp arc" # 137
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