Blogger's Note: I'm gonna send these out especially to Coach – perhaps she'll like 'em ...
curtain of rain – an
angry crow's monologue sets
the chorus squawking
the lone wet crow cries
blackly at the sky – his rage
gains only laughter
stone courtyard: the crow
protests the feathery mob's
murderous intent
Well, I like them. There's something lovely and ethereal about them. Also, I felt much today like the lone squawking crow to whom nobody (like say my kids) was listening. And, as usual, I admire and appreciate how confident you are in publishing these.
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I was crossing campus in a light rain under grey skies when I heard a sound -- clearly crowish, but also *painful* -- from nearby, down low. Before the strains had died, several other crows started, up high and jubilant, as if to shout their brother down. Strange ...
ReplyDeleteHave you read your kids Crow Boy, by Taro Yashima? Fabulous picture book.
ReplyDeleteI have not -- thanks for the suggestion!
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