Tanka

 

Every year I buy several pounds of nuts - walnuts, pecans, almonds - and give them to the squirrels for Christmas.  This year I've bought a fifty-pound bag of sweet grain feed to bless the crows and bless the field that next year will become yet another strip mall.

 

 

weeds and straw stubble

in winter light the field dark

with a thousand crows

there is no hunger like theirs

each singing its broken song

 

 

 

 

 





Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2013-12-21 at 16:16

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Another strip mall? :>/
A gem of a tanka, with the first three lines of beautiful imagery and the final two of poignant note combined so well. Applause!
2013-12-22


Åsa Andersson
Lovely and condensed.

To me, this season is about blessing and sharing, even with the crows.

In Swedish there is a saying about the beauty in the crow's song - the good part, the point or the meaningful in something that may at first be perceived as ugly, chaotic, nonsensical. If you heard a crow sing in the spring, you will understand.
2013-12-21