<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=558402" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Witness A Raven</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the moonlight fractures the patterned frost, <br>in fragments chiseled into the glass, <br>shattering and refracting its battery<br>of light, in silent solace through my window, <br>I witness a raven through eyes<br>thick and glazed with sleep.<br>The night hermit probes his feast</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of carrion, picking at entrails, a solitary<br>meal devoured beneath the round moon’s<br>undaunted glare, refracting the criss-cross<br>claw marks on the crust.<br>The boughs and branches<br>are furred with frost, casting their shadows<br>upon dunes of snow. He lifts his hollow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">wings, a rancid clump of meat in his beak, <br>and springs upon a limb, scattering <br>the snow that’s sprinkled there; <br>the moon wears a ring<br>of diffused blue, foretelling snow in the morning, <br>replenishing the chill in the wind.<br>The stars that cut the blue-black sky sing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like crystals, but are dulled to wet parchment.<br>The hesitant dawn is inching its hazy throat<br>toward the horizon, and the raven, a lone witness <br>to the dying night. The black pearls of his eyes<br>shine with a cold luster, untouched<br>by the palls of weather, <br>toughened by the glint of his harsh feather.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Caroline+Misner">Caroline Misner</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=558402" data-title="I Witness A Raven de Caroline Misner" data-description="When the moonlight fractures the patterned frost, in fragments chiseled into the glass, shattering and refracting its battery of light, in silent solace through my window, I witness a raven through eyes thick and glazed with sleep. The night he..."></div> </div> </div>

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