Last Night About The Black Bird Poem by RIC BASTASA

last night this black bird
arrived in your house
bringing you the news
from its master

your hands and feet
tremble
for this was something
very terrible

last night you went
down from your room
and reflected upon the
roots of that old
big tree on the
yard of your house

the black bird had
already flown away
like a stone
thrown in the middle
of a dark night

things always disappear
from you

you ponder
about yourself
the first hello
the happiest moment
the past passes
like a film strip
in your mind

things always tell you about
some unhappy endings

the news about a
certain blackout is inevitable

the blackbird, yes,
the blackbird, now you are pretty sure about it

it was a crow bringing you
about a sad news
the color of which is
as black as the color
of midnight.