And Fell The Crane Poem by Steven Federle
And Fell The Crane
rising high
godlike I gazed
from where cranes fly
unconcerned, over
the placid waters of
the harbor of
the world,
when, driven to madness
it pierced
my throat.
I burst
and burned
and to earth
fell,
and fell
too
the crane.
rising high / godlike I gazed. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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8/7/2026 1:35:04 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
Interesting poem this. Enigmatic. Read mine - O Night - Adeline