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Three Lunes by Rebecca Siegel

Three lunes

All afternoon the

sun hides as

crows stalk over snow

I fold my sadness

into a

crane with paper wings

The winter sky fills

with white stars

Venus rolls backwards

Rebecca Siegel

Rebecca Siegel lives and writes in Vermont. Her poems have appeared in Analog Magazine, Goat’s Milk Magazine, Zócalo Public Square, Bloodroot Literary Magazine and elsewhere.


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