As the crows fly-an ekphrastic poem for Poetry Friday

[kellyrfineman]

Once upon a time I wrote a truly useful post on ekphrasis, and what it is, and rather than copy it here, I'll just direct you there (though I haven't checked all the links in that post to see if they still work

Comments

[ext_5164087]

Oh! I wrote to the same image, but never thought to name (and name, and name again!) the birds. Brilliant use of progression in this poem, Kelly.

Gorgeous

[ext_5125453]

Ash phoenixes and doves?! Wow. This is perfect, grappling delicately with both a history of rising from ashes and the carrion crows of violence, adding at the end a subtle song of peace. Beautifully done.

[mlyearofreading]

It's like looking, then blinking and looking again, then another blink and another look. LOVE it!

[ext_2214938]

I love that you moved from crows to phoenixes to doves. I can see them all in way you've described them here and in relation to the image. What a lovely poem.