Crow Sickened
His illness was something could not vomit him up. Unwinding the world like a ball of wool Found the last end tied round his own finger. Decided to get death, but whatever Walked into his ambush Was always his own body. Where is this somebody who has me under? He dived, he journeyed, challenging, climbed and with a glare Of hair on end finally met fear. His eyes sealed up with shock, refusing to see. With all his strength he struck. He felt the blow. Horrified, he fell.
Crow Sickened - meaning Summary
The Self as Enemy
In this Crow poem, illness becomes an inescapable condition that cannot be expelled or defeated. Crow searches for the force controlling and tormenting him, but each attempt to attack an enemy leads back to his own body. His confrontation with fear ends in shock and horror, suggesting that the self can be both sufferer and adversary.
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