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AUNT MAY COUNTS CROWS
By Cheryl Wood Ruggiero
Count the crows you see when you first leave your door:
one for a visit, two for a journey, three for a death—look no more.
—Anonymous oral tradition, according to Aunt May, who may have made it up
One crow sits on a barbed-wire strand.
Each day my daughter stops by.
Each day we walk some minutes longer.
She talks about the children,
and I think about the stitches in my heart.
Second crow drops a cracked black beetle in my path.
I wonder on my shunted blood
—on its out-of-body experience
while my opened heart lay without twitching
as the laser burned.
Then they fired lightning into me.
When that good red flesh
began to beat again,
from where did I return?
Third crow—tardy bird for the death I’ve passed by—
rawks from a broken locust.
And I think about stitches
and lightning
—they say it leaps up from the earth, not down from the sky—
and of how my heart
began again, began again, began again, began again.
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