leaves wings and other such things


cranewife and osprey

My crane wife arrived at my door in the moonlight

All star bright & tongue-tied
I took her in

We were married & bells rang
sweet for our wedding

And our bedding was ready when we fell in



Sound the keening bell
To see it’s painted red
Soft as fontanel
The feathers in the thread
When all I ever meant to do was to keep you
My crane wife
My crane wife
My crane wife

—The Decemberists   The Crane Wife

woman seatted with cranes & protected by an osprey



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