Thursday, March 19, 2015

earth note 322

the hawk in my neighborhood
is airborne
following the contours
of the hills & rivers
dropping down from time to time
grabbing up prey
making a sweeping exit
returning daily
for more

today was different
as we exchanged
on the bare trees
across the avenue
     our hands are empty
     & our spirits

--- e b bortz

(published in earth notes and other poems, Least Bittern Books, 2015)

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