Thursday, May 26, 2011


As wise as light, the crow flies
when darkness comes
to call.


she cries,

                               “is heaven without you.”


Denise Scaramai said...

...and the 'wise' words
formed a lovely picture!

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Denise!
If so, we owe it to the crow.

manik sharma said...

the crows are watching....darkness pounds their stall ..just as hell pounds heaven....everyday...

Harry Kent said...

We called them crows here Tasmania when i was young and i thought them brash and common.

Then i learnt that they are actually the Forest Raven. Now they are dark and mysterious.

William Michaelian said...

Manik, I see it this way: anything so black must be magic.

Harry, your words here read like a proverb. And the fact is, I think they are.

erin said...

now, is this a question, or is the crow sagely telling us that heaven is indeed never without hell? you used no question mark and so i am thinking the crow's blood flows deeper than the vein.


William Michaelian said...

I don’t know, Erin. I really don’t. There’s no question mark because the crow wasn’t asking, but telling. Have you seen pictures of some of the old missions scattered along the coast of California?