Tiger Shrike (Draw a Bird Day)

the spirits of the places
I move through
appear as birds–

residents of sidewalks,
street trees, roofs, parks–
the spirits of the places

stopping me, waiting for me
to acknowledge them as
I move through

thinking of someone I’ve lost–
as if they had suddenly
appeared as a bird

It would be very unusual to spot a tiger shrike in New York City, as they reside in wooded habitats in eastern Asia, and are quite shy. But if you did, that would be the male with the mask. The female has more more subtle coloring, which makes the eye appear larger.

Like all shrikes, they used their sharp hooked beaks to impale their prey–insects, small birds, lizards, rodents. They are not considered threatened, although populations are declining.

My cascade is a (belated) response to Brendan’s discussion at earthweal about spirits of place. I’ve felt spirits in certain of my residences, although I haven’t stayed in many places long enough to establish a relationship. But everywhere I go in the city I find birds.

Birds are considered in many cultures to be a bridge between the human and spirit worlds. I know I’m not the only person who has wondered if someone I’m missing sometimes visits me in the form of a bird.

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22 responses to “Tiger Shrike (Draw a Bird Day)”

  1. merrildsmith says :

    They are beautiful birds–and thoughtful words. The way birds can fly and seem to sense things, they seem otherworldly. I don’t think of them as anyone I’ve lost though. I can hear my mom scoffing at the idea. (But I have felt like there are spirits around sometimes.)

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  2. Suzette Benjamin says :

    I love your artwork, poem and the beautiful explanation of beliefs. A wonderful share! Thank you.

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  3. Sherry Marr says :

    Actually, I had a visitation a few weeks after my mother died. I was driving when, across my windshield, very slowly, an owl flew by – her eyes locked on mine. I could see the outline of every feather. Somehow the car stayed on the road – I felt time was suspended, and immediately knew the owl carried a message from my mother. I love your poem and all the beautiful bird illustrations. You are very talented.

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  4. msjadeli says :

    Nothing to add except beautiful artwork and soft spirit in the poetry.

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  5. Truedessa says :

    First, i enjoyed your day of bird sketches. Birds often enter my life with a spiritual message. Amazing encounters.

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  6. Ingrid says :

    It’s so comforting sometimes to think of birds carrying the spirit of people we miss. I remember a robin appearing outside my house one Christmas morning, and wondering if it was my mum. Lovely drawings too!

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  7. boundlessblessingsblog says :

    A lovely poem and the birds are very well done, Marta. Interesting post.

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  8. Jill Kuhn says :

    I enjoyed your post today Kerfe. I always enjoy seeing your birds! I had a wild baby bunny visit me in my back yard recently. An unexpected visitor… I have often thought that it may be my mom’s spirit as she knew how much I liked bunnies! And I love hummingbirds, they seem to appear when I lease expect them and need some nature love! ❤️

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  9. robertawrites235681907 says :

    Hi Kerfe, I really love your bird pictures and poems.

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