“How embarrassing is love / When it goes wrong”


(poetry diary 18) Last night, in honor of Hermine, who made things especially windy over the past couple of days and who was blowing around as I sat at my computer last night, I did a search for poems about “wind.”  My favorite so far is “Crows in a Strong Wind” by Cornelius Eady. It begins,

Off go the crows from the roof.
The crows can’t hold on.
They might as well
Be perched on an oil slick.
Such an awkward dance,
These gentlemen
In their spottled-black coats.

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