lead and the loon

 

Between small flat pebbles

and the sound of rushing water on the quay—far from what was known,

the abandoned loon stooped to pray

knobble-kneed on gleaming cobblestones

when sharp lead pierced its breast;

the sound sent something trembling away.

© 2015 Anna-Christina Betekhtin, All Rights Reserved.


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