Wednesday, November 10, 2010

This of my youth


This of my youth
I can tell you:

It has wings, but no place to land,
save for one crow-

blackened
limb.



Updates:
“This of my youth” added to Poems, Slightly Used.

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11 comments:

RUDHI - Chance said...

Wonderful!

William Michaelian said...

Hello again, Rudhi, and thank you!

jasmin said...

lieber William, das ist Weltschmerz und hat kein Ende...
liebe Grüße von Jasmin

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Jasmin. My feeling here is one of friendship and joy....

Wine and Words said...

You make me want to find them all...the crows appearing in poems, as if touching down on each sparkling entry, greedy. But it's the crows I would collect, in my nest of words.

William Michaelian said...

You’re in luck, Annie. This just in.

Bitch said...

Touching words!

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Monika!

Woman in a Window said...

And i just posted a photo of me as a feather. I'm not even a whole bird. I am my youth, with just a few wrinkles (minus any wiseness) but perhaps that's what you meant of yourself?

xo
erin

Wine and Words said...

Mmmmm thank you William. My nest expands.

William Michaelian said...

Perhaps, Erin. I think so. But really, it’s the poem by Vassilis that I wanted to share, and to which mine is but a clumsy response.

You’re welcome, Annie. And now it looks like you’ll have to make even more room.