Corvus

Yet again another raven poem. I wonder just how many more I will write.

Sable wings of night
Gliding through the moonlit sky
Harbingers of light
Scavenging in their nature
A haunting symbol of death

Author's Note

This tanka touches upon two very different spectrums in which the raven falls. In some lore the raven is thought of as a symbol of death while in other lore the raven brought light to the world. In the future I am goin to do a series of poems that cover both of these spectrums.

Reviews

[Geralyn Miller]

In celtic lore, the Lady Way, the Raven is a dead relative watching to keep us safe.