I
The dove has entered the hawk-farm,
the dove has entered the crows’ nest.
He has flown on into the eagle-cage,
he has fallen in with the vultures.
The drone and the cuckoo have welcomed
the gull and the goose who have welcomed
II
the buzzard and locust and swallow.
The dove has landed in the fowl-coop.
The grasshopper can witness nothing;
and the owl and the catbird, nothing.
The rooster’s voice is buried in light
and the moth, dying, buries the light.
III
The warblers have given up flying.
And the sparrows have given up flying.
Left, the pigeons are flying,
looking like last lost doves.
Their pigeon necks are next-to-last
under the bird-like, the black, widow cloud.
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