He saw the of crows, hundreds of crows,
rising from across the countryside,
traversing above the massive lake
against a brilliant, blue sky
sheeted with sun’s yellow streaks,
distracting the clouds with unnerving cries,
blotting the light with ebony feathers.
Sitting dockside upon splintered planks
of a rented lakeside cottage,
he thought of invasive birds in movie plots
as he watched the crows descend
upon the neighbors house,
at once, blanketing trees, the manicured lawn,
and in their garden, upon the corn stalks
and designed vegetation,
becoming random punctuation marks,
various collections of periods,
commas, colons, and such
errantly dropped across the blossoming page
in the sudden stark whiteness of the day,
looming scavengers, emerging from the sky
to invade the calm, distinct summer mood.
And it was because of their penchant for darkness
that he retreated indoors
when a single, black crow,
an alpha avian, it seemed,
wandered into his yard
and curdled an ungodly caw
that drifted through the metallic sunlight,
severing the bird from those others
that inexplicably ravaged the neighbors effects
in the subtle, decaying aura of daylight.
Michael Keshigian’s thirteenth poetry collection, The Garden Of Summer was released April, 2019 by Flutter Press. He has been widely published in numerous national and international journals, recently including Red River Review, Sierra Nevada Review, Oyez Review, Bluepepper, Muddy River Review, Smoky Quartz and has appeared as feature writer in over twenty publications with 7 Pushcart Prize and 2 Best Of The Net nominations. (michaelkeshigian.com)
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