Jewelled-galaxy-heart – Gavin-Birchall
Black Crow Kraws.
Black crow kraws with its whole being.
Rocking forward on pendulum claws.
Beak raised. Back flat.
Taking aim at, everything.
The jewelled galaxy at its heart thrown,
Forth as serrated sound.
One hundred percent proof corvid truth.
No knowledge of a lie.
Broken laugh and exalted cry.
Ruthless vibrations kind on the air.
A challenge to all energy, found
And dark. Repeating its one,
Single, feathery refrain.
I will be known.
I am here.
I am you.
You are me.
Asking the same question and
Serving the same answer, forever
Entwined until done.
This crow does not live in
The shadow of any other.
It is shade and bright reflection.
Rolling back when all is said.
Being is returning and body
Releases to stillness.
A look around, feet feel ground,
and it lifts.
Into the blue and slicing swoops,
Its flight no different to its sound.
Do you live as the black crow kraws?
Whole-being – Gavin-Birchall
Live performance of Black Crow Kraws at The Lancaster Litfest April 2025.