From the Train Going Home by Donal Mahoney
As we roar over and by
the oaks are as still
as the pond they surround
*
Only the swans
on the pond
are moving
*
Then from an oak
a buckshot of crow
cawing and leaving
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Donal Mahoney has had poems published in a variety of print and online publications, including The Wisconsin Review, The Kansas Quarterly, The South Carolina Review, The Beloit Poetry Journal,Commonweal, Public Republic (Bulgaria), Revival (Ireland), The Istanbul Literary Review (Turkey) and A Golden Place. A native of Chicago, he lives now in St. Louis, Missouri, where he discovered, much to his doctor’s distress, biscuits and gravy.
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Editor’s Note: Please remember to pray for Bennett.

Nice image: “buckshot of crow”
I’ve thought of this description several times this past week as I watch the birds explode out of barren tree tops. I also love the imagistic stanzas. Good work.