When Crow was white he decided th
He decided it glared much too whit
He decided to attack it and defeat
He got his strength up flush and i
He clawed and fluffed his rage up.

Stirs its ashes and embers, its bu
An eye powdered over, half melted
Ponders
Ideas that collapse
At the first touch of attention

I imagine this midnight moment’s f
Something else is alive
Beside the clock’s loneliness
And this blank page where my finge
Through the window I see no star:

The mahogany table-top you smashed
Had been the broad plank top
Of my mother’s heirloom sideboard—
Mapped with the scars of my whole
That came under the hammer.

She gives him his eyes, she found
Among some rubble, among some beet
He gives her her skin
He just seemed to pull it down out
She weeps with fearfulness and ast

Bloody Mary’s venomous flames can
They can shrivel sinew and char bo
Of foot, ankle, knee and thigh, an
Bowels, and drop his heart a cinde
And her soldiers can cry, as they

I saw my world again through your
As I would see it again through y
Through your eyes it was foreign.
Plain hedge hawthorns were peculia
A mystery of peculiar lore and doi

To Paint a Water Lily
A green level of lily leaves
Roofs the pond’s chamber and paves
The flies’ furious arena: study
These, the two minds of this lady.

In the beginning was Scream
Who begat Blood
Who begat Eye
Who begat Fear
Who begat Wing

I sit in the top of the wood, my e
Inaction, no falsifying dream
Between my hooked head and hooked
Or in sleep rehearse perfect kills
The convenience of the high trees!