Yes Mr. Crow Poem by Edmund V. Strolis
Yes Mr. Crow
Crows what have you to say?
Rustling, jostling, so loud so sure
In noisy shrieks of urgency
You the raven fantasy
Is it always midnight to you?
Always the witching hour?
You will feast on a cockroach
When little else remains
Always meant to be it seems
In the corners of our dreams
So long as a perch exists
And moonlight seeks a shadow.
hey, edmund! came looking and glad to find a new posting by you. and this one, these creatures, a subject i've attempted several times. the only one i've kept so far is titled simply, crows, if you'd want to look it up here in ph. in the last stanza of yours i particularly like the last four lines—good stuff in which you summon what i think of as archetypal symbols. wishing you the best of the best in 2019, glen
Moonlight seeks a shadow., an amazing and brilliant poem is well penned. Thank you very much for sharing this poem with us.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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edmund, since last reading this poem of yours i've written two more in which crows make an appearance if you'd want to take a look—crow talk and so soon. -glen