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one crow sorrow
two crows joy
three crows a wedding
four crows a boy
five crows silver
six crows gold
seven crows a secret
that has never been told.

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i suppose my secret is that i never told him that he is a blackbird.

he is all sleep-crooked eyelashes, dark and glossy, and his wingspan
is over seven feet long which seems big enough to pull down the sky.
i could tell him about birds as cliche symbols but his mouth is forceful,
his body is warm and needy and there is no room for literature in bed.
my hands flutter needlessly against his shoulders and i hope
i am a bird of paradise but in truth i am no bird at all.
i guess my secret could also be that i want to marry him
and bind his jagged elbows tight and teach him about earthly things
like poetry and not making me cry. he will fuck up, i know this.
he has before. when it happens again i will sob about useless symbolism
and nursery rhymes and maybe he will remind me "two crows joy."
this is supposed to be where i write about loving things and setting
them free but he isn't a dove and i am not a selfless person.
i am harsh and needy and it is never enough.

blackbirds are supposed to be intelligent but i'm pretty sure
they still fall in love with useless girls who are no good for them.
they clutter my backyard even when i scream
at them to go, that i have nothing left to give them.

the leaves have fallen and the pretty things are beginning to fly south
but he is still here folded into me, a blackbird on a naked bough.

i cling to him fearfully and wonder when instinct
will tell him to fly away. he cannot brave this cold.
wallace stevens wrote a poem called "thirteen ways of looking at a blackbird" and i wanted to write my own. i wrote this before aaron proposed.

the intro (one crow sorrow) is an old folk/nursery rhyme.

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FriendsWithSpiders Featured By Owner May 4, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I think this one so far is my favorite. <3
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estallidos Featured By Owner May 4, 2012  Professional Writer
i like this one too, but as the author i am rather biased.
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7outerelements Featured By Owner Feb 11, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
"Thirteen ways" is a beautiful set of poems. One of the first I read and truly enjoyed. It's all the better for having helped inspire this.
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lances-wings Featured By Owner Jan 10, 2012  Hobbyist
"his mouth is forceful, his body is warm and needy and there is no room for literature in bed."... This is so true. This phrase has stuck with me ever since I read this 6 months ago.
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estallidos Featured By Owner Jan 21, 2012  Professional Writer
thank you for this comment. i'm so glad that i can write things that stay with people, as that's my goal for everything i do.
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whenyoumessup Featured By Owner Nov 24, 2011  Hobbyist
the name Jonas means dove.
knowing that, this piece makes more sense to me than you know.
thank you.
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AVolatileCalm Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2011
Really love this part:
"this is supposed to be where i write about loving things and setting
them free but he isn't a dove and i am not a selfless person.
i am harsh and needy and it is never enough."


and the ending is just brilliant.
very heartfelt, with a sad touch - but not enough to weigh heavy.
I like it :)
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Mythologique Featured By Owner Jun 29, 2011
thank you for verbalizing something i've been trying to explain to my love for ages. i sent it to him and he understood right away.
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mjtfreeze Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2011  Professional General Artist
The last stanza about his instinct and ur fear of him leaving...is pure gold.
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the-left-out-penguin Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2011
you always find a way to make me cry :heart:
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