This is the title of a new poem I am working on, actually working on in my head. I was listening to radio 4, Woman’s Hour, few days ago and apparently, the term, ‘Black Raven’ in Germany is given to women who choose to go back to work, implies a bad mother. It was coined many years ago but is still in use today. I loved the image. It started me thinking, then the other day, I was in the park with my daughter and above us were black ravens. So, like a puzzle, I am piecing images and emotions together, connecting them and waiting to see what the final picture (poem) will become.
