Penultimate
The
Winter
Feast
Day
Is
In
Full
Gear,
This
Year
In
Retreat,
While
We
Are
Getting
Ample
To
Eat.
As
Morning
Came,
I saw
A
Crow
Fly
Into
The
Sky’s
First
Glow,
To
Hang
For
A
Nanosecond
On
The
Crescent
Moon,
Effervescent
And
Eternal
In
The
Waxing
Light,
Then
The
Crow
Fell
Out
Of
Sight.
The
Winter
Feast
Day
Is
In
Full
Gear,
This
Year
In
Retreat,
While
We
Are
Getting
Ample
To
Eat.
As
Morning
Came,
I saw
A
Crow
Fly
Into
The
Sky’s
First
Glow,
To
Hang
For
A
Nanosecond
On
The
Crescent
Moon,
Effervescent
And
Eternal
In
The
Waxing
Light,
Then
The
Crow
Fell
Out
Of
Sight.
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