The Dark Bird in the Dream of an Old Woman

12/01/14

A silent black flame. Mud and shadows have done something with its claws. It
could mean a brother come to live with her.
Once while gathering small brown stones in an open field, Ramon told her, “Only
the angels have come here to die. The rest of us go on living as if something depended on
it.”
Another time, with the hunger living close in an old jar, she grew quiet and began
listening. “We are like fences built by predators. Strangers sleep in our fathers’ houses.”
That was before the last revolution, the one that turned, like the wheat, back to the
earth for its dreams.



Rich Ives is the author of Tunneling to the Moon: A Psychological Gardener’s Book of Days currently being published in serial @ Silenced Press everyday in 2014 and forthcoming in paperback. Begin from the beginning, catch up, read daily. Just refer to the Burrow Guide.