Country In-Crowd

Where you lose culture I find Corvids

Both externally referenced –

Not of the text.

Where you find ugly, I wonder how

The white wing tipped jackdaw   Attracts a mate –

Petals plume edges; skeletal black bough –


Tension superimposed

A ‘filmed’ 1917 uprising – not thirty years possible

Or a city centre Saturday in Spring

The vivid, earnest



Pecking at the shoulder of some wounded sheep.