Crow strikes a pose on the telephone pole.
He straightens his wings sleek as a shadow
exchanges notes with a Crow out of view
Acting as Watch for his brothers below.
when I approach Crow descends on a fence
from where he watches his brothers at work
Three are in formation next to the curb.
Two stand at guard as one raises a fern
From it falls the seed of a palm flower
Rolled from its husk sack of fan-like foliage
Crow beats its beak on it, small, hard, yellow
With all of his brothers watching over
Each bird a Talon and a Talon a bird
One step inside of each Other bird.
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