A crow screams at me from the eave of the garage roof.
I wonder, does he carry the soul of the man that I slew?
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A sort of despondency to this. In fact it become overwhelmingly moving by the third couplet. I was very taken with this piece. The lovely use of language is where the impact lies.
Soulful and a little sad, will the summer return? Will the Crow? Will you? ?