Saturday, April 6, 2013

la colombe

petey came and went.
a wing was torn, but it healed.
petey would go to the door when he wanted to be outside.
in winter months, petey would go to the porch , turn around and come back in.

he came home every night for a few years and flew into his cage.

one night petey didn't come home.

a dove flew into my sister's picture window a few days ago.    it's partner grieved for days until the silent partner was removed.
the  imprint of a flying dove remains on the window.

the sight of the carcass caused a torrent of bitter memories and thoughts to rush through me.

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