No Special Hurry

The crow

in the crossbars of

the power pole

is saying, Hey John.

You don’t have to worry, man.

You are not one of those who bring so much courage

to the world that it has to kill you

So don’t ruffle your feathers.

Pardon? I say.

I can read you like a book, he says, speaking of which

‘But it will break you.

It breaks everyone.

But you are one of those strong in the broken places’,

as Hemingway would say.

You read Hemingway?

Of course, who do you think I’m quoting?

You are a most learned crow, I say.

But it will kill you, he says,

‘It kills everyone

the very brave and very gentle

but if you are neither of these it will still kill you

but there will be no special hurry’.

That is sort of comforting, I say. Thank you.

‘Farewell to Arms’, he adds. Due attribution.

You should read it sometime.

I think I have, but not with the diligence you accorded it.

And with a flick of his suave black wings, he flies away.

22 thoughts on “No Special Hurry

    • Lol ; not sure if I fully understand it either but the phrasing fascinated me, and I did see a crow staring down at me while I was thinking about it so it came together; I tried to inject a little humor 🙂

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  1. crows are very wise, and i once saw a ‘murder’ of them standing around in a park watching me as i walked by and thought they might be conspiring to commit some act against me. ). love the poem

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