Elizabeth Liechti

Rookie - 0 Points (Chicago)

The Crows Fly Home Before Nightfall - Poem by Elizabeth Liechti

The sun falls
Daylight shatters.
They spill across the air
A stream of shadows
Poured into some branched and woody vase
Stripped leafless in the winter air
Silent as thought
As open to interpretation as memory.
I stand in the snow unable to follow.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about The Crows Fly Home Before Nightfall by Elizabeth Liechti

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 25, 2012

[Report Error]