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The Cormorant Mimes Letters

By S.D. Dillon

Illustration by Albert M Nikhla

He kinks his neck into an S 
To fly.
He produces no oil
To keep his feathers dry.
He perches on a driftwood log,
To lift this wings into Vs,
Inverted. Perhaps an obtuse M—
To drip dry in air & sun.
His wingspan taunts us as curtain rods to robes,
Umbrellas opened indoors.
His bill hooks to a J
To grab fish.
In Latin, he’s corvus marinus. Sea crow.
See, crow, you lose. Hang over Milton’s garden
And wisp off
Like a drift of smoke.

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Posted On: May 18, 2024
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