Chime
Birds as the wars wear on.
They return to us each day.
A piteousness of doves.
A scold of jays.
A chime
a chime
of tiny wrens. Each tender
morning.
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Robin Turner has recent work in DMQ Review, Rattle, Rust + Moth, The Texas Observer, and elsewhere. Currently a poetry reader for Sugared Water, she lives with her husband near White Rock Lake in Dallas, Texas.
Oh! What a little jewel (wren?) of a poem.