The following comments are for "Raven" by kimberly bird
the mention of a raven never fails to draw my attention, it always brings Poe to mind :)...this is a great haiku, but I do agree with Penelope, that 'loved' in the last line could be changed to something else...'stroked' sounds nice
'stroked by winter's hands'
great read none the less ;)
Thank you everyone for your comments. Loved I know would be a wrong word, maybe grasped. It's cold where the Northern Raven lives.
I was going to do an explanation about the Ravens that live north of me up in Fort McMurray, but I forgot so I will now. The Ravens up in Fort McMurray are as big as the Bald Headed Eagles. There is a saying there "Where The Ravens Rule."
I will never forget my first look at a Northern Raven. There was a massive forest fire the day before we arrived for some fishing, so it was a lot of waiting while the parks & forest officials had a pilot truck guiding the cars through the hazy highway. I was stunned by the blackness and quietness of the whole scene. You could see for miles into the bush because only the odd blackened tree was left standing. Above one of these lifeless trees was a large Raven sitting on the tip of the trunk staring down. I think of Poe when I see them but also Emily Carr. I wonder if she ever got a chance to see these large creatures. The Aroura Borealis up there is also a lot more vivid and alive. I would recommend for everyone to visit the place, not much to do besides camping and fishing, but the scenery and life there is so different and crystal clear.
this is great, kimberly. i think "loved" in there works beautifully. paints a fabulous picture. oh, how i do miss ravens. i'm not in rural b.c. anymore, that's for damn sure... lots of crows in toronto, but somehow it's not the same.