CHRIS FRIEL | text | muder



murder 2018

a murder of crows
may 2018

The agony did not diminish
Man could not be man nor God God
The agony grew
Crow grinned
Crying 'This is my Creation'
Flying the black flag of himself
crow blacker than ever / ted Hughs

the steady eyes of the crow
and the camera's candid eye
see as honestly as they know how
but they lie
W H Auden

And I forgive you even
As you choke me that way
With the pill or demon
And the shrouded shalom
Under conversation
In tremendous weight of
A crowd of ages outside
Dressed for murder
sufjan stevens / i want to be well 2010

with thanks to sally Mann