Something I read from a native western "shaman" "...to the Ravens eye, they don't appear as black, but see each other in a kind of luminescent silver..." ZW
Well, that's interesting. It implies that the shaman had the ability to look at the world through the eye of a raven, which I think would be a profound look. Ravens are mystical and magical to most Native people. It's only in Western culture that they're associated with death and decay. Damn that Edgar Allan Poe. They're incredibly intelligent. I have seen them hang around campsites in the morning as the campers were packing up and preparing to leave. They can tell the difference between setting up and taking down, and there might be tidbits left behind when campers leave. Campers also toss out rinse water, which the ravens take advantage of. If these strange human creatures are so foolish as to throw away water in the desert, the ravens won't hesitate to swoop in and take advantage. Looking at this poem the day after, it doesn't seem all that great to me now. Maybe as part of a larger piece, it might work better.
I dig it. Ravens are this dark entity in literature (as poe stamped it out)...you bring new light to this. enjoying the "ink"..is this allusion to some kind of metafiction/poetry? "their shadows splashed against the walls like drops of ink." This image creates the poem. Groovy!
Thank you...but thank you more for sharing your poetic thoughts...I feel this is allusion to dark poetry, but you are simply commenting on it..observing...very nice , great work indeed...
It's a mark of good poetry ... or at least, halfway decent poetry ... when it doesn't lock you in to a certain "meaning". I'm flattered that you see things in this piece that I didn't
