A by himself crow
is picking at the bark
on a log
on top of a rain wet
woodpile,
black feathers glinting
white,
an allover misting
of december rain
on christmas lights—
this incarnation
as viewed from my office window—
a father-forsaken shadow
taking flight
among us, lonely moving.
Anthony Opal is currently a grad student at Northwestern University. His work is forthcoming in Boston Review, Harpur Palate, Notre Dame Review, New Madrid, and The Spoon River Poetry Review.
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