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Bertha Rogers: Hawk’s Reason

When the hawk leaves his tree for movement

among the green, when he aims earthward,

the air opens for him as if sliced by a deft

knife, space disappearing into time’s

aperture. The nosing gray vole, knowing she

will cease, sharply screams, screams twice.

 

The hawk flexes lightning-bright talons;

his wings broadcast intent; close and break

like thunder, dimming June’s new blades.

 

When the hawk’s blazing claws wreathe

the vole’s rolling body, his gleaming beak

arcs toward the fleet heart, and blood’s first,

deepest drop drops through blue—

the whole sky opens, blameless and distinct.


 

Copyright 2018 Bertha Rogers. First published in The Same. Included in Vox Populi by permission of the author.

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Red-tailed Hawk searching for prey

One comment on “Bertha Rogers: Hawk’s Reason

  1. blossom666
    June 6, 2018

    Beautifully written😊

    Liked by 1 person

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