<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=549824" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Dead Robin</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The inadvertent fact of a robin<br>Carelessly snapping its back on a glass bus shelter <br>Is not a major tragedy of epic proportions. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nevertheless, today there has been a death, <br>Two beautiful slender legs<br>Are crossed, a demure crucifix of twigs.<br>Tail feathers, folded away<br>Like ironed packing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The small red body nestles in my hand <br>A cold flame<br>Fragile as an egg.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I do not want to bury it.<br>I do not want to draw earth's curtain over its closed face. <br>This delicate two-winged coffin. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stroke and stroke the fiery breast <br>The light brown back<br>Turning it round and round like a roasting spit, <br>Regret its fading essences <br>Its lightness and its grace</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Its softly thudding heartbeat <br>Has sunk without a trace<br>Into a sealed silence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Over morning smells of toast and tea <br>I have read columns of obituaries<br>Black lists of names on thin cheap paper<br>My eyes dusted the dead as lightly as swatting a fly <br>But today one of the winged ones <br>Has tumbled from the sky<br>And I may stroke and stroke that small stilled throat<br>But cannot stir one feather with my gentling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sheena+Blackhall">Sheena Blackhall</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=549824" data-title="Dead Robin de Sheena Blackhall" data-description="The inadvertent fact of a robin Carelessly snapping its back on a glass bus shelter Is not a major tragedy of epic proportions. Nevertheless, today there has been a death, Two beautiful slender legs Are crossed, a demure crucifix of twigs. Tai..."></div> </div> </div>

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