Crowsong a city can aspire to
as it stutters,

as the fumes settle as the little
that-is is littled

even more – the brag of machete
skins even the

riddle leaving machine leaving
us middled –

2 comments on “Crowsong

  1. adminclouds says:

    Nice to have a crowsong bringing in a new year. You are writing beautifully these days. I’ve been rehabbing a printing press so might post a few letterpress items to ring in the new year. Fun pursuit letterpress. I’m becoming more and more analogue. Best to you this holiday season.

    • huzaifazoom says:

      Thanks 🙂 The recent poems reflect a heightened earth-consciousness that is untying many knots. But as a conditioned city dweller, it’s a slow process… an analogue printing press sounds wonderful: poems need to take time off from the cloud. Look forward to seeing them…

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