Crow Summons
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Daniel Brick
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Twilight settles over Como Park.
The small lake sleeps within its quiet banks.
A rim of careening cars orbits
the green freshness of my slow walk.
Two crows call insistently from an oak tree.
Three more join them, settle within
screening leaves, calling for more of their kind.
Four circle in on different arcs,
blending their fluttering voices. Then,
at some appointed moment, they rise in flight.
I watch amazed as a dark cloud disperses -
eighteen black wings flow in silent blue flight.
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