Anita Mechler: From the other morning

From the other morning,

Outside the bedroom window.

I saw a bird on a branch

Fluttering and shivering.

 

The branch dark

Spiny and bare

Moved without will

An indecipherable weight

Upon it.

 

The sky

Clear for the first time

In days

Almost enough

For me to leave

My bed.

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