WINK
Morning sunlight, sun low
stretch shadows long,
twinkle through the branches
that sway in the current,
bath me please
Stronger the light
Harsher the dark
Sun can not be everywhere
nature’s landscape prevents it
God made or not
Crow flys by
nods its head
as if it remembers me
Your life so simple Crow
Please brood over my features
A wink when you fly by will let me know
They are fixed in your mind
The Sun may not always find me
Yet your wing’s move you
amongst the penumbras
and illumination
Your nod Crow brings me comfort,
for somewhere by someone
Published by Shannon Laws
Shannon Laws is an award-winning poet, performer, and advocate for the arts. She has been recognized with two Mayor’s Arts Awards and the Dr. Asha Bhargava Memorial Award — Community Champion. Her work has been featured in numerous journals and anthologies, and she has captivated audiences at esteemed literary events, including the Jack McCarthy Evergreen Invitational Slam, SpeakEasy, Poetry Night, Kitchen Sessions, and the West Coast Tagore Festival.
Beyond her writing and performances, Shannon actively fosters literary
and artistic communities. Since 2022, she has curated Corridor, a monthly
“found-art” zine project that showcases the work of more than 50 contributing
poets and artists. She is also the founder and host of Poetry Club, an engaging
discussion group established in 2015.
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