Pink washed canvas stretched taught
dusk crawls west, drags star tail,
wagging broadly, stirring up night
Crows crowd the skylanes, darkly
descending, and geese honk goodnight
a vee arrow across the sky
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Andrea Corwin
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This poem is a beautiful reminder of the simple beauty that can be found in the everyday world. The way you describe the dusk sky and the geese honking goodnight is so poetic and moving. It's a poem that has made me
Great imagery. Star tail is unique