Archive for December, 2008

Some recent feathers

Posted in Haibun, No/All season on December 5, 2008 by Richard Steiner
………………………….scattered over rice fields,
………………………….a thousand crows load up on stones
………………………….then lumber nestward

Crows figure frequently in my poetry, need I say? Smart birds, in their way. Humans have had a long love/hate relationship with them. Unlike dogs, with whom homo sapiens has had an equally long and mostly loving relationship, with crows there is linked to the dislike a kind of admiration, or certainly curiosity. Sitting and watching them go about their business provides ample fruit for the poet. Where I live, just behind Shimogamo Shrine, from early morn I am “blessed” or tested with their presence and caws. About twice a year, or less, hundreds gather in the very high sky to discuss something or other. Diving, circling, soaring, crying: for a couple hours the conference continues, until the day begins to draw to its close, and the discussion calms down. What a performance! I never tire of it.

………………………………………………….early autumn dusk
………………………………………………….black on black, I listen to
………………………………………………….caws invisible
……………………………against a golden dusk
……………………………a black cloak of crows
……………………………aims towards the eastern hills

“Crows generally live 30 years,” instructed the doctor at the zoo rehabilitation center. He advised against having a crow as a pet, because it would probably outlive its owner. Being released into the wild, as it were, it would be swiftly killed by other crows. On this nature note,  I once witnessed the ducks on the Kamo River attacking a newly-arrived duck, ganging up and striking it with their beaks. Eventually it sank into the water. Mother Nature at work. Don’t ya just love it?