12 January 2014

Crows



















I gain a distinct impression I’m being tested 
by a pair of juvenile crows; they haven’t yet 
come clean on why but they seem so intent 
on cawing mainly from trees near windows 
of my study; as soon as I unbend into poetic
revery one or another will begin that odious 
refrain re-echoed immediately from another 
tree only a few deafening metres away 

Doesn’t seem to be territorial calls - maybe 
jibes designed to upset me - occasionally I 
heckle them with handclaps suggesting I’m 
armed & dangerous - or cawed obscenities 
only they can interpret as derisory, but the 
game goes on with expectancy upraised 
© 10 December 2013, I. D. Carswell