The Cedar


 Weekly Scribblings #63 

 

Under the cedar,

where the quince is in bloom,

lies the headless body

of the raptor. 


The owl feasted soundlessly in the limbs last night. 


©2021 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved

A true story, other than the time of year I found the headless bird.  There was no blood.  It had been a huge raptor, with beautiful talons, but still no match for the owl.  Apparently, owls know heads are where the most nutritious brains are.   

 

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  1. Five lines spoke volumes!! Great write ~~~~~

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    1. Thank you. I have these three large cedars (well, maybe not large like in forests, but large enough!), two incense and one deodar. The deodar's a beauty, but not native. I'm glad they were left standing when the house was built in 1962.

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  2. The juxtaposition of imagery is striking here. The predator certainly knew what it wanted.

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    1. It did. I tend to look under that tree warily each morning, it's not the first time I've found a dead bird, although this was the first time a large headless one. It's a true event, so I don't mind it reminding me of Denise Levertov's A Day Begins. The squirrel in her poem sounds like a raccoon got it. I believe that poem was in a lesson on juxtaposition!


      "A headless squirrel, some blood
      oozing from the unevenly
      chewed-off neck

      lies in rainsweet grass
      near the woodshed door.
      Down the driveway

      the first irises
      have opened since dawn,
      ethereal, their mauve

      almost a transparent gray,
      their dark veins
      bruise-blue."

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  3. Gritty poem and I dig it Versesmith.

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  4. Hi Lisa -- This is cute. We have Hawks here, they eat little birds and rabbits.
    Thanks on the time of A to Z. I am starting to write a poem a day, today for sure is posted. I do have several oxen in my ditch, we will see about all that.
    ..

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    1. This headless bird was a hawk or something similar, it had fearsome talons! For all the good they did...

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  5. Beautiful picture contrast and it fits the theme of your poem so well.

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