I wrote this poem a few years ago, and it first appeared in Mr Tim Wells’ Rising magazine (I’d put in a link but that publication is strictly analogue.) It’s a riff on The Twa Corbies, a border ballad, inspired by Ms Clare Pollard’s Gulf War treatment of the same poem from her collection Changeling (Bloodaxe, 2011), and by some kind of Jungian recall of these roguish corvids.
Everything about it’s electric (as I like to think of it) except the voice. The illustration’s done with Procreate on the iPad. I’ve tried a few drawing and painting apps – Brushes, ArtRage, and Paper – but this is now my favorite. It gives a decent resolution and means I can transfer to a desktop version of ArtRage and perhaps make some of the digital drawings polished enough to print up.
The jaaazzz band were concocted over the weekend in Logic Pro. It’s taken ten years to get the hang of that package, so I think this year’s next project is to record some more work. I ain’t George Martin, but hell, it’s poetry, so a rudimentary soundscape’s probably all that’s needed. That’s what I’ll keep telling myself.