The Blackbird Of Derrycairn


Spooky Morning Crows, originally uploaded by ::: Davey :::.

Stop, stop and listen for the bough top
Is whistling and the sun is brighter
Than God's own shadow in the cup now!
Forget the hour-bell. Mournful matins
Will sound, Patric, as well at nightfall.

Faintly through mist of broken water
Fionn heard my melody in Norway.
He found the forest track, he brought back
This beak to gild the branch and tell, there,
Why men must welcome in the daylight.

He loved the breeze that warns the black grouse,
The shouts of gillies in the morning
When packs are counted and the swans cloud
Loch Erne, but more than all those voices
My throat rejoicing from the hawthorn.

In little cells behind a cashel,
Patric, no handbell gives a glad sound.
But knowledge is found among the branches.
Listen! That song that shakes my feathers
Will thong the leather of your satchels.

Written by Austin Clarke

Raven lady

Originally uploaded by myersjp81 The caption reads...
This exhibit was really crazy. The Costume Institute put it on, but put all the mannequins in the period rooms, which are usually empty (of both mannequins and museum-goers apparently). This one was crazy, since she's holding her mask in one hand, and the raven face is supposed to be her actual face. The table in front of her has a whole bunch of bird statues (like she's holding court, or something) and they had raven cries looping in the background. It was probably the most provoking exhibit we saw. 

Red-billed Chough (Pyrrhocorax pyrrhocorax)

The Red-billed Chough is a popular bird in the corvidae family.

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The Red-billed Chough or Chough (pronounced chuff), Pyrrhocorax pyrrhocorax, is a bird in the crow family; it is one of only two species in the genus Pyrrhocorax. Its eight subspecies breed on mountains and coastal cliffs from Ireland and Great Britain east through southern Europe and North Africa to Central Asia, India and China. This bird has glossy black plumage, a long curved red bill, red legs, and a loud, ringing call. It has a buoyant acrobatic flight with widely spread primaries. The Red-billed Chough pairs for life and displays fidelity to its breeding site, which is usually a cave or crevice in a cliff face. It builds a wool-lined stick nest and lays three eggs. It feeds, often in flocks, on short grazed grassland, taking mainly invertebrate prey. Although it is subject to predation and parasitism, the main threat to this species is changes in agricultural practices, which have led to population decline and range fragmentation in Europe; however, it is not threatened globally. The Red-billed Chough, which derived its common name from the Jackdaw, was formerly associated with fire-raising, and has links with Saint Thomas Becket and the county of Cornwall. The Red-billed Chough has been depicted on postage stamps of a few countries, including the Isle of Man, with four different stamps, and The Gambia where the bird does not occur.

Album / CD Covers with Ravens

Ravens are also revered in our culture. Much like the crows who adorn our album/cd covers--ravens are a popular icon for musicians as well. Here are some of the album / cd covers we found with ravens:

When the Raven Has Come to the Earth

The Raven by The Stranglers

Raven's Nest by Everwood

Shadow of the Raven by Nox Arcana

Seven Ravens: Unvarnished Tales from the Brothers Grimm

Raven in the Snow by Bill Miller

Raven Flight by No Man's Land

Raven by John Williams & Dean Magraw

Of Raven & Ruins Bound to Prophecy

When the ravens fly over me by Dantalion

Odin's Raven Magic by Sigur Ros

Beneath the Raven Moon by Mary Youngblood

If you know of other albums or cds with ravens (or crows) on the cover art -- please email us at corvidcorner at g mail dot com or leave us a message to this post! Thanks!

Darin Collins Show I Song 11

11. Crow's Cry

I'm a statue frozen still, crows in the wind, blood on the snow; no-one to be found, an empty window. Zoom in on ant's trail, busy moving; making a living grooving to their rhythm. My sword is clean but I can't stab anymore, my killing muscles weak from rust but I must just try to bust a move but who can I trust? Because I still hear the crows cry, the wind in the trees, my knees shiver; a ripple on this frozen lake.

Trust no-one, but do the opposite. Stop being a source of light, just try it destroy it just try it destroy it, my best friend became a digital scar, I know you want to cry but I'm earning my guitar. I'm burning my fire, my funeral pyre, the harder I try. I'm blooming they said, how god damn amusing, because I still hear the crows cry, the wind in the trees, my knees shiver; a ripple on this frozen lake.

These pins holding me down in this butterfly cemetery have my logo stamped into their heads, whatever I choose, my blood trickles loose, my neck in the noose, and all I ever chose to do was trust in you, but I still hear the crows cry, the wind in the trees, my knees shiver; A ripple on this frozen lake.

You can read more about Darin Collins and this song here.

The Jim “Crow” Laws

Too often crows and ravens are used negatively in literature and culture. The term "Jim Crow Laws" does not break away from this negative pattern. Read on in an excerpt from In the Company of Crows and Ravens by John M. Marzluff and Tony Angell: "Integrating freed slaves and other black-skinned Americans into the South's dominant white culture was slow. Jim Crow laws actively discriminated against African Americans. The term Jim Crow appears to have been coined in 1837 in a poem by R.H. Barham. In the poem Barham refers to a thieving jackdaw that steals a Catholic cardinal's holy ring. The ashamed bird returns the ring, abandons his life of crime, and is canonized Saint Jim Crow. Like Aesop's crow, wearing peacock feathers, Jim Crow lived beyond his rightful social class, gaining more respect than provided by birthright. Another saying that is still used in the South has its origin in sixteenth century England: 'Every crow thinks her own bird is the fairest.'"