Welcome to Week 8 of my Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge. Corvids are birds belonging to the Corvidae family, encompassing ravens, crows, magpies, jays and nutcrackers. So peruse your corvid photo, poetry, music and story archives and join the challenge.
You can participate in the Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge by creating a pingback to this post (my pingback approval settings are set up for manual approval, so it may take a little while for your pingback to appear) and/or by leaving a hyperlink to your submission in the comments. Tag your post Corvid-2020 or C20WC. I really do hope you will join in.
My turn now.
Myths-busted
Slanderous torts of raven lore, the accused, aggrieved,
crows wrongful imprisonment, attests
innocence. Caws defiant,
corroborating alibi and jags judge,
jury and jailers in the eye. Neither servant
of the cuckold, nor practitioner of the dark arts.
No murderer of lambs or harbinger
of death. No oracle or orator, not
even hoarse. For anyone can see
that myth is not fact. A symbol, a metaphor maybe.
A beautiful bird.
Unmuted. Caws. Flies. And eats carrion.

Here are the wonderful contributions from last week’s challenge.
https://theceaselessreaderwrites.wordpress.com/2020/05/04/the-crow/
https://analindenblog.wordpress.com/2020/05/05/its-still-spring-even-at-home-2/
https://bushboy.blog/2020/05/06/looking-for-the-nest/ and https://bushboy.blog/2020/05/08/the-raven-again/
https://sgeoil.wordpress.com/2020/05/11/a-surprise-visit/
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
Giving it a shot, Tracy. https://loisajay1213.wordpress.com/2020/05/12/corvid-or-something-like-that/
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Yay, it worked. I wouldn’t want to miss this one.
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Such a beautiful, beautiful raven, Tracy! Is this the one that came and visited you in your garden? It’s amazing how many stories and myths are connected with these birds. Here in Europe it’s associated with death and ill-luck (total bs if you ask me), but in Japan they have a much more positive connotation.
Here’s the link for my response this week:
https://secretartexpedition.wordpress.com/2020/05/12/corvid-2020-weekly-challenge-8/
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Not the same bird, Sarah. I’ve been seeing them around a lot lately. If I was suspicious, I would take that as a sign. A good one. 🙂
Thanks for linking your post, Sarah. You’ve missed your calling. You should have gone into producing nature documentaries. 🙂
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Definitely a good sign, Tracy! They’re intended to keep you and your TL busy taking pictures of them. 😉
And now you’ve said something! I so love watching nature documentaries (David Attenborough is my hero!) and always have. I think you might be right that I missed my calling – how I would have loved to do that. But as it’s often the case in life, we tend to realize important stuff when it’s already too late…
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Well, there is this challenge. 🙂 Perhaps you’ll come across some more corvids with a story to tell.
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😉
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This one is a beauty! Love the alliteration in your poem…raven speak!
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Thanks, Heather. It is marvelous what can be accomplished when I don’t leave stuff to the last moment. Four syllable words even. Heehee.
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Yes, time makes a difference in so many things!
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Oh, I love your poem so much, Tracy! Excellent alliteration too. ❤️
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Thank you, Punam. That means a lot coming from you. ❤
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My pleasure. I am looking forward to more poetry from you! ❤️
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Thank you for standing up for ravens. ❤
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It’s my duty Martha. ❤
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Love your poem
!
Clearly Ravens are opportunistic, true but so are some people.
Ravens are admired by some for their constancy and devotion to mates.
Some are smitten by Raven antics.
Ravens spy on other ravens and carry out covert operations of surveillance,
And so do some people. Life is tough in the Raven land and nearly as hard
For us
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🙂 Well said. This activity is keeping me sane. I’m grateful for readers like you, keeping me company.
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I enjoyed your raven poem, particularly the last line.
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Thank you, Liz. 🙂 I like that last line too. It was a bit of fun. Had to put the eew bit on the end. 🙂
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I’m seeing new forms of poetry coming into existence all the time. Perhaps ending a poem with an eew bit at the end could be one of them!
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🙂
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Tracy, your photo has an atmosphere of premonition, I wonder what’s next to happen. The bird looks to be the master of this domain, confidant of coming events.
I’m not a fan of crows. Hundreds live around us in the eucalyptus trees, and they scare off other birds I’d love to see. Worst, an arrogant crow ate 15 Monarch caterpillars that nearly grew up in our milkweed plants. So, no fan of crows here. I do find them murderous.
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I know you are not a fan, Sharon, but maybe I can convince you that in the right place and context, they can be quite nice. 🙂 You have been very complimentary about the photo, which I appreciate very much. Thank you.
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Yes, the right place – Australia, where your corvids are civilized.
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🙂
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Love the light just catching your observant crow Tracy. Great composition and the poem is a beauty of myths busted.As I pottered around in the garden this morning I Suddenly heard that unmistakable sound of crows. Looking up I saw, fleetingly, a whole bunch wheeling and circling. Then just as suddenly they were gone….
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Thank you, Pauline. It is one of my favourite photos. Taken by my TL of course.
My ear is tuned to ravens now. I’m glad they have payed you another visit. Perhaps this is the start of a winter sojourn on the Gold Coast?
They seem pretty frisky down here at the moment, with breeding plumage becoming more noticeable in their hackles.
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I was so surprised to see them. But of course didn’t have my camera or phone handy…🙄
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They knew that. 🙂
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He’s back
http://bushboy.blog/2020/05/15/just-walking-around/
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Such a witty challenge Tracy! I had to look twice to figure out what you meant!
Love your poem – filled with many delicious chewy words!
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Heehee. And thank you.
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Oops.. my computer battery went dead while I was trying to post this. Perhaps too late, but just in case…
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Not too late at all, Judy I post the challenge each Tuesday. 🙂
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https://judydykstrabrown.com/2020/05/15/mr-crow-3/
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I saw a Raven this week! First time I ever saw a wild one. The lack of people has made them explore further than their usual mountain habitat I suspect!
Great post 🙂
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Wow! That is exciting. I remember you saying you don’t see them. You inspired me to write the line about the lambs in the poem. Hopefully you’ll be able to catch a glimpse of one again.
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So touched my comment inspired that line Tracy. Thank you😍
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