Nice! Thanks for sharing that. Cheers.

Many thanks for including me on your list of 2025 poetry books that
moved you. And your erasure this morning reminded of the poem I wrote
yesterday.

In solidarity,
Beau

*Rehab
Walk

The crow came as close
as this poem

its body holding a deep
black river under each wing

And I heard myself say

Do we not wake to the bright
night of morning

**Are we not seen to each other
through the light of every dying
star

And it left me and then returned
just as close

to see perhaps if I could open
my leaden wings under its eye

Beau
*