Santi Tafarella’s Poem, “The Appearance of the Real”









Beneath a dormant tree

in brown eggshell crisp leaves

a child found a white branch

with a red blossom.


The branch bent at its middle

and the child, to hold it together,

presented it to his mother with

both hands. His mother said,


Put that down. Why, he asked.

Because, she said, that is

unfleshed bone and a bloody

foot dropped from a crow’s nest.

About Santi Tafarella

I teach writing and literature at Antelope Valley College in California.
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