Edgars Field

A murder of crows erupts from the edge of a standing cornfield, wings catching the golden rays of an autumn sunrise. The chaos of the flush is frozen mid-moment—dark silhouettes scattering against a backdrop of dried stalks and turning trees. The title nods to literature's most famous bird poet, and the scene delivers: dramatic, moody, alive with motion. Rich, impressionistic brushwork captures the frenzy and warm harvest light.