I am a Dove that represents
the opposite of a raven. I stand
for peace, my skin is so white,
girls admire me. What’s the big
fuss about how I look? I always
wonder about that question.
I fly up high, I always
worry someone will shoot me.
I have a lucky life. I am
harmless as can be, because I am
full of peace.
    —Julia Mayhew
This poem reminds me of the ancient Greek “cicada poem” beginning “makarizomen se tettix” (‘we bless you, cicada’), but I can’t find it online, so you’ll just have to take my word for it.
Incidentally, Julia has had her first acceptance, from Spoon River. Congratulations, Julia, and I look forward to reading it!


  1. Ms. Mayhew’s on a roll these days, methinks–that new setina’s great too.

  2. I find it instructive that doves are beloved symbols of peace while pigeons are rats with wings, but in fact they are the same critter.

  3. Yes, that’s always struck me as well. I wonder how old that distinction is.

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