I’m teaching Julie poetry this year. This was one of the poems we read today. As we analyzed it, I began to love it more and more as I saw the spiritual parallels...
The Crow
Judith Kunst
Was it because
at last
I cleaned the window
that he threw himself
against the glass
I thought, poor crow—
he doesn’t know
the evergreens
and blue sky
are behind him.
I turned back
to my page
But whumpp—
the bird attacked
the glass again
His long claws
scuffled at the pain
and I yelled “Crow!
go away!”
Again his body slapped
the glass.
again,
and then again,
and then at last
he caught my eye—
oh, prophet,
terrified.

But then at the end of the poem, the speaker realizes that this crow banging against the window actually parallels something in her own life (which at the onset of the thought -terrifies her as much as the poor crow who keeps banging into the window is terrified). We related this to struggling with some sin -- how we just keep "running into the window" thinking, like the unbeliever, that the sin will bring us happiness. And how we need to repent (turn and go the other way), and fly towards what is True - and the only source of our true happiness.
Loved this poem!
