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Issue # 7 May 2012
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Emily Strauss

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The Speech of Crows

Strident as the jays they announce
the comings and goings of dawn
singular affairs, tall trees, a southern
wind, the name of cool mornings
and impending forgetfulness
various degrees of pink sky
I understand their message
I want to answer
I know similar things, river days
ocean nights, hard rains on white
but there is no translator.