portion of the artwork for Changming Yuan's poetry

[ my crow ]
Changming Yuan

after so many years
the white crow
i had been keeping as a pet
finally flew away
without a single moment
of hesitation
through the back window
blown open
by a gust of wild wind
last night
vanished, into the storm of
black snowflakes
falling down
right from heaven


First appeared in The Linnet’s Wings.


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FRiGG: A Magazine of Fiction and Poetry | Issue 42 | Fall 2013