Today's poem is by Cameron Thomas
Apprehension in the Blurry Trees
Fallen, what can a leaf care about being plucked from its
Two crows forage on the roof across the street, stepping
along a gutter, picking through tan and rusty
swatches, and casting them to the ground.
One finds what he wants, so he steps to the edge, drops,
and glides across the blurry trees.
The other remains, keeping a leaf in her beak as though
it were a body.
She must be the one who speaks from the heart and ruins
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