Archie Randolph Ammons

(18 February 1926 – 25 February 2001 / Whiteville, North Carolina)

Crowride - Poem by Archie Randolph Ammons

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When the crow
lands, the
tip of the sprung spruce

bough weighs
so low, the
system so friction-free,

the bobbing lasts
way past any
interest in the subject.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, February 24, 2014


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