The Night Crow

If you lack inspiration,
Listen to the sound of my black wings.
My solitude is only shared with the Moon,
My languages is the one of fear and coldness,
So you can listen to ancient legends while I tap on your window.

I am the witches' friend
And a good omen for poets,
But you never will see
My childhood.

For most people
I am born in a black hole
At night
And I am a cosmic soul.

© Maryna Tchianova, 2021

© Based on an artwork by Paula Rego in IMMA (Ireland)


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