Grief is the Thing with Feathers

The friends and family who had been hanging around being kind had gone home to their own lives. Where is the noise and clamour of an event like this? Crow issues warnings to the wide city, warnings in verse, warnings in many languages, warnings with bleeding edges, warnings with humour, warnings with dance and sub-low threats and voodoo and puns and spectacular ancient ugliness. The iconic cowslip has fuzzed and faded, Dad knows, but what will his hair be like?