From the vault:

Red-Tailed Hawk

A shadow swoops

spine shiver, head duck.

The hawk glides, dives quicksilver amongst pines,

between buildings, in frosty meadow that becomes

the valley of death. His shadow

darkens the sun-glitter snow, eclipses

weak winter light

for slow field mice, round squirrels. Godlike,

hungry mercurial messenger

carries inspiration, expiration on his wings.

 

Between white breaths, still as death,

I watch and wait.

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2 thoughts on “From the vault:

  1. Amazing how connected we can be. We were just walking through a meadow with a beautiful red tail hawk circling above our heads. Amazed on one hand and frightened on the other. Keep them coming!!

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