The Poem

I feel this poem is about how self-absorbed people can be. We often think only about themselves and only from our own perspective, with a lack of understanding for other people. The raven has no idea of what reality is for the sparrow.

 

The Picture

I have been busy creating art using new print media. This is my first ever linocut of a sparrow (Cowbird). It was created for another project, but the poem and image fit together perfectly. Look for the raven (crow) linocut to be posted later this month. These prints will also be appearing on a number of downtown Calgary utility boxes.

 

The Reality of Sparrows

Strong, powerful and

cock-sure of myself.

 

though not really.

 

Driven by ignorance and

intolerance

awaiting attention.

 

Laughing at pain while

Someone

is dying

or has died.

 

Flocked ravens with small brains

All squawk

 

No concept of the reality of sparrows.

 

Poem by: Susan Michaud

 

Picture by: Sylvia Arthur

Picture by: Sylvia Arthur

 

© Sylvia Arthur