Light thickens, and the crow
Makes wing to the rooky wood;
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse,
Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
The crow is solitary - like Macbeth - and the rooks congregate; he wants
to mix'em up. Brush up your Shakespeare, start quoting him now, Brush up
your Shakespeare, and the women you will wow.
mj
rupertmallin wrote:
> Wonderful snap -- shot - excellent poem
>
> But are we talking real crows? I think we're talking rooks! Norfolk
> writer Mark Croker (spelling?) has done some brilliant work on rooks -
> a rookery of 60,000 near old Buckenham where he lives in Norfolk.
>
> The simple sorting of Rooks and Crows is that Rooks always gather
> together; Crows are pretty solitary. Given Ted Hughes I should be into
> Crows but I am into Rooks bigtime! Rooks forecast the weather by where
> in trees they build their nests, their huge rookeries. It's even more
> subtle than this as they will not group together when there is high
> humidity or impending bad weather.
>
> It is rare to see a fledgling Rook because of their high tree top
> nests and their care of their young.
>
> Rooks are the most sociable birds of the wild. They let Jackdaws nest
> with them - however fickle the daft Jackdaws! It is a rare sight to
> see Rooks turn on other birds. However, I have seen them gang up
> against a Marsh Harrier, to protect their youg.
>
> It's never a Crow hung up by a farmer to ward off others - it's always
> a Rook.
>
> Without the Rook there is no future for humanity. Pigeons, seagulls,
> foxes and all have become Urban. I do understand. However, Rooks have
> resisted, probably because of such huge rookeries, such a brilliant
> social organisation together!
>
> And, without the massing of Rooks I don't think the more solitary Crow
> could survive. We have lots to learn...
>
> As said, great poem - R xx
> ----- Original Message ----- From: "andrew burke" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Friday, August 10, 2007 2:19 AM
> Subject: snap: crows
>
>
>> each day - sunny
>> and warm as toast -
>> crows needle us
>>
>> they say all is doomed
>> Christ hangs on his cross
>> in the staff room
>>
>> the priest tells the kids
>> that's the good news -
>> 'eternal light shine upon us'
>>
>> high in the trees
>> crows caw and cackle
>> _farrk, farrk, farrk ... _
>>
>>
>> --
>> Andrew
>> http://hispirits.blogspot.com/
>> http://www.inblogs.net/hispirits
>> http://www.flickr.com/photos/aburke/
>
>
--
Ne'er fash your thumb what gods decree
To be the weird of you or me.
Robert Fergusson
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