Treasure Island

Ujjol Kamal

(Dhaka, Bangladesh)

The Death of a Raven


As I was taking a tour today
I saw a raven lying dead by the side of a bank
He lay there lone, cold, dead
Nobody to bury, cremate, or carry him away
I felt sad
I felt life is so sudden, so short
A couple of ravens kept circling the dead
They tried to tell me something of the raven dead
But I couldn't understand them
Because I don't know as how to interpret the language of the raven
The raven lay dead by the pavement of the bank
He lay sideways
His feet up
His dead beak closed and dead
I felt a sudden rush of hopelessness, a sudden rush of undefined pain
I didn't stop there to mourn the raven's death
I ran away as fast my legs would pace
The raven is dead
Everything around him goes as usual
Life is a continuous process
Time, tide, space flows on their own pace
Nobody notices the death of the raven
Except me
My soul saddens by the death of the unknown raven
The sky is dark and cloudy
It threatens rain
A few drops dropp here and there to make the scorched ground a little
wet
I cry for the dead raven
Please spare a pray for the dead raven

Submitted: Sunday, May 30, 2010

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  • Adeline Foster (6/17/2014 4:55:00 PM)

    I am trying this again last time it didn't work.
    Interesting take on Poe. Ravens do so inspire. Have you read my Peacock Solo?
    Adeline
    Sorry to point out that 'hart is deer' and 'heart is dear'. Typo? (Report) Reply

  • Sheila Cameron (9/16/2011 3:00:00 AM)

    I love you for noticing the tender affection of the other ravens. On the town wall opposite my flat where I am almost on their level I have seen them gently grooming and cuddling the sick one. Your poem celebrates the ravens I know. (Report) Reply

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