M.A.H. Hinton “Crow Sings,” “Crow is Reborn”
As with many poets, birds are common in my poetry—as metaphor, myth, and character.
At our home in Minnesota, we have four bird feeders that are regularly visited by cardinals, chickadees, juncos, and various warblers, sparrows, and finches. Over the years in our trees and our backyard I have seen hawks, eagles, falcons, indigo buntings, bluebirds, blue jays, doves, hummingbirds, Baltimore Orioles, woodpeckers of every kind, and of course, crows. I do not consider myself a real bird-watcher but I will occasionally take a pair of binoculars and go down along the Minnesota River which is less than two miles from our house.
Crows, ravens, magpies and other members of the Corvus genus live throughout the world. They have some kind of cultural significance and are common in the myths of practically every culture on earth including: the Ancient Near East, China, Europe, and, of course, many Native American cultures of North America. Crows, more than any other animal on earth, seem like a parallel tribe of brothers and sisters that live beside us.
I have recently begun trying to learn how to draw with the idea of creating illustrations for some of my poems. These crow poems (and three others from the series) are the first poems that I have tried sketching illustrations for. It is nice to see them published here.
At our home in Minnesota, we have four bird feeders that are regularly visited by cardinals, chickadees, juncos, and various warblers, sparrows, and finches. Over the years in our trees and our backyard I have seen hawks, eagles, falcons, indigo buntings, bluebirds, blue jays, doves, hummingbirds, Baltimore Orioles, woodpeckers of every kind, and of course, crows. I do not consider myself a real bird-watcher but I will occasionally take a pair of binoculars and go down along the Minnesota River which is less than two miles from our house.
Crows, ravens, magpies and other members of the Corvus genus live throughout the world. They have some kind of cultural significance and are common in the myths of practically every culture on earth including: the Ancient Near East, China, Europe, and, of course, many Native American cultures of North America. Crows, more than any other animal on earth, seem like a parallel tribe of brothers and sisters that live beside us.
I have recently begun trying to learn how to draw with the idea of creating illustrations for some of my poems. These crow poems (and three others from the series) are the first poems that I have tried sketching illustrations for. It is nice to see them published here.