i
may have said this
in
a different way before
but
the flight of a crow wing
can
bring you home
through
black and gray contrast
an
overcast sky has nowhere else to go
following
north then west
stripped
black branches painted
etched
in gray background
snow
still a blanket
clean
as the grit around it
rolling
up and down each hill
without
judgment
---
e b bortz
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