<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355917" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Birds, Converging</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sun salved, we sit on the front porch, careful<br>when we speak, watching the crows swagger near<br>the property line, dabbing – what. A nest<br>of grubs? Ice-wintered berries? New grass shoots?<br>Such purposeful pecking. They pause, sky-tipped.<br>Resume their work. Curious, we step close –<br>a starling twitches at their feet. One eye<br>gone, the other blinking fast, rib cage open<br>to the sun as the snow unravels from<br>our roof, soaking the lawn. Your arm touches mine<br>and all the words we had this morning fall<br>away like the empty husks piled under the feeder,<br>seeds cracked open by the birds, converging.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Christianne+Balk">Christianne Balk</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355917" data-title="Birds, Converging de Christianne Balk" data-description="Sun salved, we sit on the front porch, careful when we speak, watching the crows swagger near the property line, dabbing – what. A nest of grubs? Ice-wintered berries? New grass shoots? Such purposeful pecking. They pause, sky-tipped. Resume the..."></div> </div> </div>

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