Cawing crow-chorus announces the morn
sitting in my balcony, the one eyed crow, greets the dawn
neither a murderer nor treacherous
but very inquisitive and raucous
it scolds pigeons eyeing its favourite perch
calumnious criticism it cares not for much
oblivious to long told ludicrous lores
eats carrion, leaving eyes*, as flesh it scores.
*(O Raven, you have searched my skeleton, and eaten all my flesh. But please do not touch these eyes as I hope to behold my Beloved.)
The above is a very famous couplet by Baba Farid.
Written for dVerse poetics. Today’s host, Ingrid says : For this week’s Poetics, I would like you to choose a member of the corvid family, and (taking inspiration from the examples above if you wish) write a poem (or even a song) about it.
I have written corvid poems earlier too. You can read one of those here.
Raucous they are! Love the picture you have painted here, Punam 🙂
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Thanks a lot, Ingrid. ❤️
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I love your rhyme. You rose to the challage again.
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Thanks, Bo.
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Love the use os the rhree eyed one and baba Farid ‘s couplet.
Kaga kharag dhandolaya
Sagla khaya maas
Eh do naina mat chhohe
Phir dekhan dee aas
(Apologies to those who dont understand punjabi)
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I have loved this couplet since my school days.
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a delightful genteel version of the path I chose to take …
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Thanks, sis. You said it how it is.
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I like crows too. (K)
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Thanks, Kerfe. Loud and dark shouldn’t make them pariahs.
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Exactly.
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Oh I love that couplet. Lovely poem Punam.
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It is a beautiful couplet! Thanks a lot, Sadje.
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You’re always welcome my dear sister
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Nice one. Crows are under-appreciated.
I don’t know Baba Farid’s poetry too well. But since he was a mystic, I suppose the beloved must be his god.
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Crows certainly are.
Indeed, he was talking about god.
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I am intrigued by crows. They are highly intelligent and I often stop to gaze upon them on my walks. They like to perch high on the treetops to survey the landscape and that caw just seems to echo.
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They are very interesting and intriguing.
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i love how you take on the dverse challenge to greater heights always Punam.
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Thanks a lot, Mich. ❤️
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Woah! This is amazing, Punam. So profound😯👏🏼
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Thanks a lot, Deeksha. 🙏🏼
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I enjoyed this, from the title to the end
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Thanks a lot, JYP!
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Punam, I love the chose of words and the sounds they create as i read this piece. Really good.
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Rosema, so glad you liked it. Much appreciated.
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Wow, an igniting poem about the corvid. They’re stubborn birds, their noisiness and peskiness is on another level. And a beautiful couplet. 😍
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They are not really pesky but yes can be very noisy! 😅
Thanks, Lamittan.
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Haha… yes, they can be so noisy. You’re welcome most, dear 💖
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Fantastic, Punam! 💕🙂
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Thanks so much, Harmony. ❤️😊
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Coming from Misky’s poem about the eyes being eaten I so understand that last stanza…
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Yes, that was something….
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👀 oh my! Wow.
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❤️🙂
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This is beautiful, Punam! I love how you pay homage to the poignant couplet by Baba Farid. ❤
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Thanks a lot, Sunra. Any talk of crows and this couplet comes to mind. ❤️
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Amazing piece! You always raise the bar! Brava!
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Eugi, thanks so very much! ❤️
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You’re welcome!❤️
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A wonderful portrait in words of crows, Punam! I love they rhythm and flow and the gentle rhymes.
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Thanks a lot, Merril. Greatly appreciated. 💙
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You’re most welcome. 💙
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Excellent poem on crows, Punam. Lovely.
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Thanks so much, Kamal. 😊❤️
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Welcome dear Punam 💖
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Stellar writing here, Punam! I especially resonate with; “it scolds pigeons eyeing its favourite perch
calumnious criticism it cares not for much.”❤️❤️
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So glad those lines resonated, Sanaa! Thanks so much. ❤️❤️
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So sharply described, specially the ending. Good one Punam!
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Thanks a lot, Grace.
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This crow rejecting our mythology–it just wants a meal! So say we all.
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Putting in a good word for the much-maligned crow – love your couplets Punam.
(Baba Farid is a new name to me – I see he had a huge impact on Punjabi literature. Lines that survive centuries hold such profundity.)
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Thanks a lot, Marion.
Yes, Baba Farid is not known much beyond the Indian subcontinent but most of his writing is very deep.
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This is beautifully done! You have such diverse poetry talent.
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Pragalbha, thanks so much. ❤️
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Wonderful – bravo for scolding the pigeons!
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Those pigeons do need a good scolding, Val!
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beautifully evocative and skilled poem, and couplets.
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Glad you enjoyed it, Jude. Much appreciated.
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You nailed those loud crows I’m too familiar with! 👏👏👏
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Ah! Ain’t they so annoyingly loud! Thank you. 🙏🏼
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totally!! 😳
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I’m sorry I missed this earlier, Punam. Your crow has taken flight, too long did it wait.
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So it did! I am glad you read this, Tracy.
How is TL?
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❤ He'll live, Punam. Actually I think he sounds a bit better today. Thanks for asking.
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Good to know he is doing better. ❤️
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