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

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Beneath a dormant tree

in brown eggshell crisp leaves

a child found a white branch

with a red blossom.

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The branch bent at its middle

and the child, to hold it together,

presented it to his mother with

both hands. His mother said,

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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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