Crane and crows renga
beating to the ground
a wounded crane
fifi
An empty branch,
where the songbird once perched:
so silent this dawn.
crane haven
so silent this dawn
a spring ruthlessly captured
by the first ice
fifi
Moments before dawn,
the silent air is broken:
cawing crows...!
crane haven
crows have gone
the air is still and silent
all is right
and now, at last
I'm crying
fifi
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