Raven and Dove
Had I taken a photo, it would have been in high-contrast,
black-and-white.
Stark
Yet surrounded by the soft fog
of earth's cold breath.
White dove, symbol of
peace
hope
redemption
Black raven, symbol of
many things
I respond to its playfulness
mystery
iridescence
I felt sad for the dove
being eaten by the raven
But felt sure the raven had
not caused this death
And was merely being itself.
Comments 2
Oh, Mary...this is gorgeous. Fog as "the earth's cold breath"...the raven "merely being itself." These black and white creatures together. I feel life and death and life again in it. I love your identification with the raven and also the feelings for the dove. The only line that gave me pause was "symbol of many things"...I'm curious if the vagueness there is intentional and part of the mystery of the raven? I love how you start with talking about taking a photo and how we then don't need a photo...it is so clear. What an incredible image you witnessed...thank you for putting it into words for us.
You have read this keenly, and I appreciate that, especially your life/death/life take-away. And you're on target about "symbol of many things." If I re-do this poem, that phrase is out. I'd work harder on how to express the more complex and varied symbolism (compared to dove) of the raven. Thanks, Hannah!
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