Crows
It is an un-contestable truth
that crows are the greatest artists
of this whole wide world
creating art from nothing
But I acknowledge
that this assertion
may be arguable
to some I presume.
But what do they know?
From early dawn
unseen by the waking world
crows create sculptures
and ready-mades
from all they find.
Corvids invented
conceptualism
before humans
claimed it their own.
Jackdaws and Jays
with their cool
grey blue eyes
masters of this work
re-arrange leaves
effortlessly, so easily
into intricate patterns
of choice and design
In which Rooks
judging with their beaks
exercise an exquisite
taste for blunt humour
Ravens however remain
aloof in their rule
completing aerial feats
loop the loops and
arabesques in displays
of deep disdain.
Without corvids design
the constant effort to re-arrange
it would look as if
nothing had changed.
That old fiend Duchamp
would have appreciated
the crows efforts to lay
everything bare
if he himself had not
lost his wit
from endlessly
taking the piss.
Poe would of course
laugh rapturously
from the shallow
darkness of his pit.
