Nature Seldom Flies as Does the Crow

Ron Singer

Nature seldom flies as does the crow.
                            That’s not the way most things go.
              The wash, the river, the goose-necked coast,
                                                   all strive to swerve and meander most.

One of a number of poems written by Ron Singer during his time living with the Navajo on their reservation, otherwise known as the Dine, or Navajo Nation. More poems by Ron Singer and others about the Navajo Nation here.

This reservation is 27,425 square miles. It stretches across parts of the US states of Arizona, Utah and New Mexico.

Previously published in right hand pointing, April 2008