Winter 


Crow

Out in the wilderness, silent the snow
- glaring, immaculate, perfectly white -
flurry of feathers, there landed a Crow
out in the wilderness
                                  (silent the snow).
Sudden intruder, he came like a foe,
blacker than calumny, darker than night,
out in the wilderness, silent the snow,
glaring, immaculate, perfectly white.

Philip Dunkerley

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