Huge spectral presences Rest heavily on barren trees Blacker than our blackest thoughts They gather in flocks with surreal ease.
Disturbed by my sudden steps Silently they take to flight. They have come to watch the songbirds feed, These dark grotesques of heaven's night.
And yet my soul untroubled sees Beauty in their obscenity; Repulsive to men, to God divine Clearing the earth of life's debris.
Poems Undated (1727)
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