Poems About The Northern Cardinal

With a rare leaf for a roof in the rain,
With a rare cap for his cardinal hood,
The cardinal bird remains
(Excerpt from “The Cardinal Bird” by Orrick Johns)

Male Cardinal photo by Skyler Ewing on Pexels.com
Male Cardinal photo by Skyler Ewing

The Northern Cardinal is a smallish bird that belongs to the Cardinalidae family.  Other birds in the Cardinalidae family include the tanagers, painted buntings, and grosbeaks. 

The northern cardinal can be found throughout the eastern and northeastern parts of the United States.  They can also be found as far south as Mexico and Central America. They have a preference for woodlots, places with shrubs and thickets, and suburban areas.(1)

The male northern cardinal has the brighter red plumage, while the female is a duller red. However, both the male and female have the same black face and thick red-orange bill.  

Their bright red plumage makes them easy to spot when they arrive in your neighborhood. This is especially true in the winter.

Cardinals are non-migrating birds and the poet Orrick Johns wrote about their year-round residency in his poem “The Cardinal Bird”. 

“The Cardinal Bird” by Orrick Johns

The summer goes away
With the white leaf of a dusty day;
With the yellow leaf of beech
And the red leaf of the maple;
The summer has no mind to stay
With the shrunk brown leaf of the apple,
The shrivelled hang-stone on the peach.
But it matter little how branches bleach,
The cardinal bird remains.

The long red body of the cardinal bird,
With a rare song and a rare word,
Moves from the peach-tree to the wood.
With a rare leaf for a roof in the rain,
With a rare cap for his cardinal hood,
The cardinal bird remains

(Excerpt from “The Cardinal Bird” by Orrick Johns) 

In the poem above, Johns wrote about the Cardinal’s song. It turns out that both the male and female cardinals sing and their song usually lasts about 2 or 3 seconds.


Poet Nancy McCleery wrote about how the cardinal’s song related to other bird songs in her poem “December Notes”.

“December Notes” by Nancy McCleery

The backyard is one white sheet
Where we read in the bird tracks

The songs we hear. Delicate
Sparrow, heavier cardinal,

Filigree threads of chickadee.
And wing patterns where one flew
(Excerpt from "December Notes")

McCleery’s poem comments on how the cardinal has a heavy voice. I may not completely agree with this classification as the cardinal’s typical song, which is sometimes described as sounding like “whoit cheer, whoit cheer, cheer-cheer-cheer”, seems pretty bright and airy to me.

Male Cardinal photo by Brian Forsyth on Pexels.com
Male Cardinal photo by Brian Forsyth

When the Europeans came to North America they noticed this bird’s plumage and red caps resemble the garments of the Roman Catholic Bishops.(6) This is actually where the name cardinal came from.

The northern cardinal’s relationship to the Church and Christianity might have led to the belief that when you see a cardinal in your yard you have a visitor from heaven.  The old saying, “Cardinals appear when Angels are near”(7) does a nice job summarizing this belief.

Poet Alfred Noyes wrote about the mysterious nature of our avian neighbors in his poem “The Old Meeting House”.  Although this poem doesn’t necessarily identify the birds as the gentle reminder of those who have passed, it does link the cardinal to the spirit world. 

“The Old Meeting House” by Alfred Noyes

Its quiet graves were made for peace till Gabriel blows his horn.
Those wise old elms could hear no cry
Of all that distant agony—
Only the red-winged blackbird, and the rustle of thick ripe corn.

The blue jay, perched upon that bronze, with bright unweeting eye
Could never read the names that signed
The noblest charter of mankind;
But all of them were names we knew beneath our English skies.

And on the low gray headstones, with their crumbling weather-stains,
—Though cardinal birds, like drops of blood,
Flickered across the haunted wood,—
The names you’d see were names that woke like flowers in English lanes
(Excerpt for "The Old Meeting House")


The northern cardinal, like many other birds, has made its way into our history, folklore, and poetry. Whether you believe that the cardinal is a messenger from the spirit world or just another wonder of the natural world, it should be a reminder that the other-than-human species that we share the world with are special and deserve our care and respect.

If you have a favorite myth, legend, or poem about the northern cardinal, please share in the comments below. 


  1. Northern Cardinal-Overview; All About Birds
  2. Orrick Johns; “The Cardinal Bird”: Poetry Foundation
  3. Northern Cardinal-Sounds; All About Birds
  4. Nancy McCleery; “December Notes”: Poetry Foundation
  5. Garth C. Clifford; “Cardinal Symbolism & Meaning”: World of Birds
  6. Tom May; Exploring Red Cardinal Biblical Meaning and Symbolism: Love to Know
  7. The Facts and Myths About Cardinal Birds: Maryland Nature.org
  8. Alfred Noyes; “The Old Meeting House”: Poetry Foundation

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Female Cardinal photo by Tina Nord


16 thoughts on “Poems About The Northern Cardinal

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  1. Lovely post. Do you know this poem, by Mary Oliver?

    Red Bird

    Red bird came all winter
    Firing up the landscape
    As nothing else could.
    Of course I love the sparrows,
    Those dun-colored darlings,
    So hungry and so many.
    I am a God-fearing feeder of birds,
    I know he has many children,
    Not all of them bold in spirit.
    Still, for whatever reason-
    Perhaps because the winter is so long
    And the sky so black-blue,
    Or perhaps because the heart narrows
    As often as it opens-
    I am grateful
    That red bird comes all winter
    Firing up the landscape
    As nothing else can do.


    1. Hi Julie, I didn’t know that one! But of course Mary Oliver would have a poem about cardinals! Thank you so much for sharing and adding to the conversation. This is great!

  2. I love cardinals! I’ve been seeing a regular couple at my mom’s feeder. Seeing them a lot more since I switched the bird seed to the song bird mixture.

    1. Hi Adele, how interesting that you have noticed a significant difference with the food blend. I guess even birds have their favorite foods!

  3. Not a poem but a story. Next door to my childhood home was a sweet old lady who loved cardinals. She would watch them out her window and always give us updates on their doings. When she moved to a nursing home they disappeared for a long time. We sadly lost touch with her until one day we saw in the paper that she had passed away at the ripe old age of 97. The very next winter, the cardinals were back and they’ve never left. I always imagine that they are her spirit watching over us

  4. Big Cardinals baseball fan here…but I don’t think that counts. 😀 I never saw a cardinal until I lived in Shreveport, Louisiana in 2005. They were plentiful and all over the backyard and in my landlord’s pecan tree. Fascinating, as I’ve always loved those birds but had never seen one up to that point. I’m unfamiliar with any poetry about cardinals, but I enjoyed the pieces in the essay and the comments section. Nice work as always, Mark. 🙂

    1. Hi Mike, I bet there is a song or poem about the Cardinals team. I didn’t even think of that.
      You got to love the comments that add to the conversation. There is a lot of knowledge out there so I appreciate hearing from others. Thanks again for your support. Talk soon!

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