Epiphany Poem by Leo Yankevich
Epiphany
Rating: ★3.2
A mackerel sky, a blood-orange sun,
and leaves drooping from the black limbs of oaks;
and thieving magpies, hell-mirroring rooks,
behind an old woman’s whispers and sighs—
sooty bricks with barbs around her heart
as she limps by, and I stop to jot it down.
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
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4/22/2024 3:58:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Life is made up of these glimpses... I take photos of that, you jot it down... we all like to capture it in some way and you do it really well.