Chance Raven Encounter
14 November 2021

Backyard stairs extraordinarily normal.
Then this evening a ravens call unexpected.
Slow and languid, lonely, and bereft.

Ca-aw…, ca-aw….

A prescribed cadence anchored through time, oblivious to all.
Ancient lands, dawns and dusks long since passed.
How raw a thing that call, untamed, primordial, archetypal.

To me, a dweller in the suburban now, it is a lifeline thrown from reality,
an immediate awakening connection, like warm skin touching cold steel, soul,
…and truth, eternal.

Ravens, Putney Common, England.
Melancholy Index, Moments Disconnection
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