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Can Crows Kiss?

Paul Jones

A wild wind
asked me this.
A whisper,
almost hissed
each hard C,
the clack of
beak on beak,
misheard as
cheek to cheek.
But two caws
came later:
wove a braid
of rising
sharp music
that can pass
for the tune
two crows sing
on the wing.

Paul Jones published in Poetry, 2Rivers, Red Fez, and others and in anthologies including Best American Erotic Poems. Recently, his poems were nominated for two Pushcart Prizes and two Best of the Web Award. His chapbook is What the Welsh and Chinese Have in Common. A manuscript of poems landed on the moon's surface April 11, 2019.
@smalljones on most social media

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