EXCERPT: Birds of Ill Repute:
Grackles and Omens
By Jenne Micale
The horde comes in the gray of the dusk, their feathers so black that the light fractures into blue on their heads. Keen eyes gleam yellow as they land under the oaks – one iridescent shadow after another, carpeting the ground in a mass of seething black.
I note the direction: South. Bad news from the South? I think of my ill mother, my harried father who live in that direction, and I ready an arsenal of prayers.
But then I stop. With a determined look, the grackles – almost on cue – start grabbing and flipping up the dead leaves, looking a bit like a high school color guard team. I laugh, remembering the time I had put moth balls under my garden shed to deter groundhogs, only to have the grackles steal them all – and toss them around like balls on the lawn, thinking they were eggs.
Suddenly, they didn't seem like such bad luck after all – just animals, thinking critters looking for their next meal, as we all are.
The ill-omened Icteridae
When it comes to augury and zoomancy – divination by birds and by animals, respectively.... Continued...
[This excerpt is from a three-page article was published in Keltria: Journal of Druidism and Celtic Magick, Issue #41. It is available in its entirety to members of the Henge of Keltria via the Members Home page. It is available to non-members of the Henge via Mag Cloud.]
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