April 9th’s poem

One of my favorite birds is the Common Raven. They’re so smart and they have incredible presence and charisma. I felt that needed acknowledgement.

CoRa

They call you “common”

as if you were something standard,

everyday.

They would be lucky to be

as ordinary as you.

“Common”

Commonplace.

As if the spark in your eyes,

the glitter of your wildness,

the snap of your wings,

did not demand all observers

to pause

in reverance

and wonder.

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