As the crow flies VI

Sandy sent this piece of Ted Hughes’ work as a comment. I thought it was fabulous, so here it is as a post too. Thanks for sending it Sandy.

 

Ted Hughes – From the Life and Songs of the Crow

 

Crow Communes

‘Well,’ said Crow, ‘What first?’
God, exhausted with Creation, snored.
‘Which way?’ said Crow,’Which way first?’
God’s shoulder was the mountain on which Crow sat.
‘Come,’ said Crow, ‘Let’s discuss the situation.’
God lay, agape, a great carcass.

Crow tore off a mouthful and swallowed.

‘Will this cipher divulge itself to digestion
Under hearing beyond undestanding?’

(That was the first jest.)

Yet, it’s true, he suddenly felt much stronger.

Crow, the heirophant, humped, impenetrable.

Half-illuminated. Speechless.

(Appalled)