Singing Is For The Birds

And God said, "Let the water teem with living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth across the expanse of the sky." So God created the great creatures of the sea and every living and moving thing with which the water teems, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good. God blessed them and said, "Be fruitful and increase in number and fill the water in the seas, and let the birds increase on the earth." And there was evening, and there was morning—the fifth day.

Genesis 1:20-23

“Song has several functions. First and foremost, it expresses territory ownership. By singing, a resident male alerts other males of the same species that his territory is occupied and likely to be defended. Song also helps unmated males attract mates. And, once mating has occurred, song helps maintain pair bonds by assuring a female that her mate is nearby and that all is well.”

Between Duluth and Chicago the dark is a brew,
a witch’s brew of broken light bulb, night, sound of crow.

White headlights. Red taillights. Los Angeles. Las Vegas.
I wonder if Britney driving alone sings along
when the radio plays a Britney Spears song at night?

Cognitive Blur #3: Britney And The Crow’s Song

Imagine a world without any trees

Like A Bright Green Fantasy

In Nature there is nothing melancholy

The Nightingale, Coleridge

The crow is in the house.

When the trees disappear
the birds will go somewhere.

Even if Britney stops
singing when she’s alone
the birds won’t stop singing.

Not for territory.
Not for finding a mate
or to reassure one.

The crow is in the house.

It’s a very old house.

The birds won’t stop singing.

Even if all the trees
and record companies
disappear from the scene
some people will sing too.

And it will be funny
if the people crying
call the people singing
bird-brained. It will be true.

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The Crow Equinox


All That’s Left Of The Atlantic Ocean