Leo Yankevich

Rookie - 183 Points (October 30,1961 / Farrell, Pennsylvani)

Silesian Landscape - Poem by Leo Yankevich

The January wind
bangs
against the window-panes,

maliciously twists
the black bones
of shivering trees,

racks
Baroque clouds
in a scudding cycle
of dreams,

under which rooks,
like cast-out
angels,

frolic,
cough up hermetic
blasphemies

on a grey day
without snow.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 13, 2008


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