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The Tale Weaver

Audrey is a poet, classical singer and voice teacher, recovering attorney and licensed psychotherapist.

by: RutgerSpanns

by: RutgerSpanns


My #27 for National Poetry Month


sometimes i spot her,

birds, clustered in feed's hot pursuit,

peck abandoned seed near tired feet


they know

her taste for sour mash

licked on the sly

from old bottles left behind

at the night door,


her need for a smoke.


nicotine fingers stroke

feathers she has collected

over years.

she weaves them into nests, chanting

to her birds in the old tongue.


she is the keeper of their beginnings

and the scribe of their endings.

her fingers move unconsciously.





© 2017 Audrey Howitt

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