Chris Clarke created this poetry postcard. He writes:
I found the (probably falcon-eaten) pigeon parts on a sidewalk in Searchlight, Nevada, and moved to take a shot with my phone. The midday light was problematic and I shifted position to shade the wings, and suddenly remembered reading, in Eros The Bittersweet by Anne Carson, an extended passage about Eros causing hearts to grow wings. So I shifted position again and took the photo.
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4 comments in “eated”
September 26th, 2008 at 2:10 pm
I like that at the pigeon’s life was carried on in the form of a photo, and then a poem. And it seems that the narrator could be the hawk!
Nice font.
September 28th, 2008 at 4:44 am
Very creative photography! And I love the rhyme with “greeted”!
September 29th, 2008 at 2:45 am
Yeah, that last line really makes this. And this is a wonderfully imaginative use of shadow and wings. I like it a lot.
September 30th, 2008 at 8:11 am
There was blood on the sidewalk outside the feed store. It looked like there’d been a fight. I asked what the heck? The young man pointed up to a cranny in the steel sheeting overhead where a pigeon was dying from its wounds.
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