a small wing
its feathers and the pale crossed legs
take a long time to rot
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Theme Week “The Songs of Milarepa” (4) like a summer flower, another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And to finish, here’s Marianne Faithfull –
IN MEMORY EVERYTHING SEEMS TO HAPPEN TO MUSIC -Tennessee Williams
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