William F Dougherty - Black Knots

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At twilight scrawny starlings screech
like harpies hunting empty streets,

braid trees and ledges in high-pitched fuss,
knotting in rows at hollow dusk

like charcoal beads tightly queued
entreating night's protective hood,

unless a hawk-cry snaps their thread
and black beads scatter, half unsaid.




(Pub. in Descant, Texas Christian Literary Journal,
Vol.25, No.2.)

William F Dougherty

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