The crow watcher and poet in me quickened when I read these lines. Still soaring w/ wonder.

…ees
they’re not seen right now either
like they’ve all extended
another twenty feet towards the sky
and the crows
are being silent in the significant wind
marking poems 
in the ditch with frozen claws
and hiding
and
hiding from the view
Sinking in Snow: A Prose-Poem
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Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Nov 15, 2021
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The crow watcher and poet in me quickened when I read these lines. Still soaring w/ wonder.
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Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines3K Followers
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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