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| CC Jean Stimmell* |
Visited
by Raven
Shoveling out my yard
a
sharp squawk
awoke
me
to
my lot.
Raven was hovering,
searching for
carcasses who
had surrended
to winter’s
icy embrace.
Brother,
I said,
I’m
not ready yet.
Check
on me again
after
the next storm.
* Manipulated photos taken on the Cape in April '13
* Manipulated photos taken on the Cape in April '13
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