Today's poem is by Vanessa Haley

Anna and the Pigeon

Snow settled perfectly, like moments
of clarity, covering cobbled streets
and the sound of harness bells,
when through an open window
of the restaurant a pigeon flew,
heart-lost and cold, lighting
clumsily on the delicate shoulder
of the dancer. When she held the bird
in her hands, dull wings stirred
the superstitious air. Then a man
she did not know took it from her
and set it free.
On New Year's Eve.
They drank much wine
and sadly took their leave.

Copyright © 2004 Vanessa Haley All rights reserved
from The Logic of Wings
Cherry Grove Collections
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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