Bereavement Counselling from Murdoch of Blackbyres - by
Listen, back in ‘74
I shot a crow with such force
its body cannoned into its partner,
dropped the pair from the sky.
Listen, back in ‘74
I shot a crow with such force
its body cannoned into its partner,
dropped the pair from the sky.
The tattie-bogle wags his airms:
Caw! Caw! Caw!
He hasna onie banes or thairms:
Caw! Caw! Caw!
In a landscape
/ of perfect circles
/ (sheep fanks on the moor’s edge)
/ they beat as six black flags,
/ dead crows pinioned
/ on a wire.
/
/ Scaly jaws
/ clack…
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