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I, a Crow MAG

March 20, 2013
By amandap PLATINUM, Midlothian, Virginia
amandap PLATINUM, Midlothian, Virginia
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Between today and tomorrow
I will have drawn crow's feet into my
Eyes, lines of age carved from
My dusted thoughts. Fly away,

They tell me. Let the black feathers
Take flight from my face, wisdom
That nests against the curve of my cheeks,
That inhabit the nights between my darks
And my whites.

I feel old.
Ten thousand years between the fractures
In my spine, the gaps between my vertebrae,
My emptied mind. Stuffed in the creases
You would find sine, cosine, nothing of
Mine. Spare me from nine to five,
From three fair meals
And from “Oh, you'll be fine.”

I am too young,
Seventeen,
To feel history crack the calluses
Of my palms.
Too young,
But centuries old,
And feeling nothing but the veins
Of time.



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Mckay ELITE said...
on Jul. 18 2013 at 6:53 pm
Mckay ELITE, Somewhere, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"The people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do."
—Apple’s “Think Different” commercial, 1997
“Crazy people are considered mad by the rest of the society only because their intelligence isn't understood.”
― Weihui Zhou

I soooooooooooooooooooooooooo relate to this poem. I just wrote something like this this weekend. I felt old. Even though I'm 18. Again, awesome imagery. You have a keen eye that captures life with something that is original and witty. Well done!