Suppose you just landed here

What language would you be speaking? Would you continue to have a positive personal relationship with fog?  Would crows be plentiful and vocal?  

Waking to a morning of Tule fog

the stately cypress a shadow-tree.  Imagine two crows in flight shredding the gray.  
 

Something left behind

Perhaps an organic ornament for an oak or eucalyptus tree.  Where are the crows to lift up this unraveling sun/

Tufts or buttons on a couch?

We see what we see.  But can what we see be translated into a language understood by another?  By a crow?  For sure, crows are petite poems with personality.  Prickly, sometimes.  And sometimes, still as night until it erupts much like a pan of water suddenly boiling.

Raven. How do differences between raven and crow shed light on poetry and prose?

All ravens are crows.
Not all crows are ravens.
Note size.
Distinguish shape of tail feathers.
Listen for their calls.

Now, apply the above to poetry & prose. Noting that beauty unifies.

Raining harshly this morning; it appears ravens & crows have self-grounded. Exploration of differences on temporary hold. Thus, haiku (the cat) sleeps.



About food. Huge difference between tuna (recognizable as fish) and tuna (contained in can). Both are tuna (I think).