The Crow and Epiphany

I was waiting for Epiphany
when a crow painted me
silver and black
like a wet Cadillac

The paint a moist paste
white and yellow and blue
with what hue did she
pass her message to me

The next time I saw Epiphany
she preferred not to know me
but I knew the crow in her
parting designed my destiny.


Categories:

Tag Cloud

"Penina's Letters" #WPLongform Aging Alma Lolloon argument Art Audio Ball Lightning Baseball berfrois Blogging Blues Bob Dylan Book Pages book review Buckminster Fuller Caleb Crain Cats Christmas Comics Conceptual Writing Concrete Poetry Discuss Doodle Drawing Drawing & Painting E. B. White El Porto Essay Existentialism Fall Fiction Film Flannery O'Connor Global Warming Grammar Guitar Happiness Health Care Hemingway Intermissions Inventories James Joyce Jazz John Cage Language Line 15 Lists Literary Criticism Literature Louis Menand Love McLuhan Mechanics memory moon Music Nature Neuroscience Newspapers Norman O. Brown Novel Ocean Operating Manual for Spaceship Earth Painting Photo Essay Plumbing Politics Punctuation Reading Crisis road trip Roddy Doyle Samuel Beckett satire Sestina Shakespeare song Spring summer Surfing The Believer The New Yorker The Ocean Theory The Variable Trio Thoreau Twenty Love Poems Twitter Universe Walden walking Wallace Stevens weather William Blake William Carlos Williams Winter Women Words Work Writing