Ravens land, obsidian,
hacking like old men,
and crows’ cries punctuate night again.
Rooks argue overhead,
and magpies chatter loud enough to wake the dead,
as surging clapping wings explode
into a raucous, musical river of glossy black
circling farmland: the birds are back!
Kim M. Russell, 20th February 2023

Image by Kevin Mueller on Unsplash
It’s Monday and over at the dVerse Poets Pub we are writing quadrilles with Linda. I remembered the Maya Angelou quotation she started with and enjoyed the Langston Hughes poem she gave us for inspiration. This week she would like us to take any meaning, form or compound of the word ‘music’ and write a poem of exactly 44 words that includes that word.
Oh, I love this and quite a tribute to all those black birds.
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Thank you! I love birds, all kinds, but especially the corvids. We have magpies in the garden and their chattering is so enjoyable.
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Magnificent corvids. I love them and I love your poem 🖤
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Thank you Lesley!
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What a great song for those wonderful birds that we love more than we want to say
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I’ve been doing a lot of bird watching lately – and listening to them too. There’s a dove that I see most days on my walk, pheasants, magpies and crows. And in the garden we have quite a variety of small birds now.
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What a wonderful scene you have painted with your words, Kim!
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Thank you, Linda.
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You’re welcome!
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I love the sounds & chatter of the birds: raucous, musical river of glossy black.
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Thank you Grace.
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They sure can make a ruckus of sound can’t they. The crows have been voicing their opinions out back a lot lately. The black chorus makes me think of a Baptist Church for some reason 🙂
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We used to quite regularly pass a Baptist Church in Brixton when I still lived in London. Wonderful singing!
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Very cool, Kim. The holy spirit enjoys such lively communing with it.
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Nice one. Its interesting when i come across a poem where the presence of bird song is seasonal.
Bird song is an everyday clock in my part of the world.
Much❤love
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Thank you Gillena. We have blackbirds too, and their song is really sweet. I’m excited about the return of morning birdsong.
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i love the crow family of birds. great tribute
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Thanks Rog. They are incredible birds.
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Crow’s all we got at the moment up here in Vermont. Great capture, Kim. Thanks.
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Thanks Ron. There is something sorrowful about a crow’s cawing.
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Hurray! We’ve got our first robins in Maryland—- Feb.19th, mind you!!
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Our robins stayed with us all winter. But there is a difference between the US robins and the UK robins. They are sweet little birds that follow me around the garden, but woe betide any robins that trespass!
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Nice take on the prompt.
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Thank you Maria!
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Well done, Kim. Both good news and bad news, I presume.
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Thanks Dwight. I guess it is.
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You are welcome!
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The crows are the first ones here as well…(K)
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One of the many things I love about corvids is that they are fast learners. They can copy sounds, use tools and do tricks, but they can also be quite threatening in a flock. They have a dark mythology too.
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They are full of magic and mystery.
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The birds are back in town….let the music play…
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‘Guess who just got back today…’ I miss Thin Lizzy.
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Kim ~ I love how your portray these not-songbirds as singing! How fun 🙂
❤
David
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Thank you David! I love the sound of corvids, especially when it’s misty. We have magpies that visit our garden and they make an incredible chattering sound. It’s as if they’re letting me know they’re around. 🙂
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I love the subtle hints of musicality of the birds that I could envision emerging from your words.
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Thank you!
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You couldn’t possibly have chosen a subject dearer to my heart. Well done. ❤
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Thank you Susan!
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They’re ready to make some noise! I mean, music. 😀
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😁
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Love this Kim —- very cool.,🙂✌🏼❣️
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Thanks Rob!
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Excellent, Kim. The mocking bird outside my window is jealous. 🙂
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I would love to hear a mocking bird. We don’t have them in the UK.
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Loud and crazy birds. 🙂
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I love noisy birds! It’s odd, because I am a person who lives for peace and quiet, and have little patience with noisy humans, but noisy birds delight me. (and so does Langston Hughes!)
–Shy
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Same here Shay!
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About to teach about crows for a fantasy writing genre with Yr6 after studying Jabberwocky
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Sounds like a fun lesson, Ruth.
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Just love this family of birds 🙂
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My favourites! 🙂
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Loving the imagery evoked in this atmospheric poem!
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Thank you Layla!
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When these big birds return, I guess the smaller animals have left their dens. The circle of life begins all over again! Beautiful imagery, Kim.
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😊
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