Like a Tree in Which There Are Two Blackbirds Two Blackbirds My apologies to Wallace Stevens. I probably quote from his poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird more often than any other author than or work except Shakespeare. But when I see blackbirds, grackles in this case, whatever it is they are doing fits into the poem. Mostly. In this case the stanzas that came to mind were: II I was of three minds, Like a tree In which there are three blackbirds. and I Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird. Neither verse, nor any other suited these two exactly, but I was entranced by the two silhouettes in the mulberry tree in the morning light, and that round yellow eye, geometric among all the random shapes. In all the fluttering shapes I saw the tiny perfect circle and found the blackbirds. Eh, it’s not Wallace-worthy, but sincere nonetheless. Grackles aren’t always known for beauty, but I find their sleek feathers and clear silhouette riveting against any background, and that perfectly round yellow eye set in the darkness like a gem feels like a message I should understand. And then they speak in their squeaky gate language. They are wonderful to watch. Other birds flit and hop and flutter, but grackles make a stand and make a statement. Visit this link for the poem: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45236/thirteen-ways-of-looking-at-a-blackbird . . . . . . . Follow me on Instagram. Visit my photography galleries on Portraits of Animals. All images used on this site are copyrighted to Bernadette E. Kazmarski unless otherwise noted and may not be used without my written permission. Please ask if you are interested in using one in a print or internet publication. If you are interested in purchasing a print of this image or a product including this image, visit my galleries of Photography on Portraits of Animals to see if I have it available already. If you don’t find it there, visit “Custom Prints” for availability and terms. I'll be more than happy to make a print for you. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Post navigation Watch the Day BeginGenerations and Places 2 Comments Marvelous blackbird post! I’ve always loved grackles; I’ve always thought they were beautiful when the sun brought out the iridescence of their feathers. Years ago I even wrote an article about them, called “The Uncommon Grackle”. It was published in an old nature journal, “Snowy Egret”. That long ago when it used to be published on a mimeograph machine. Loading... Reply That was long ago Loading... Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.