Hawks Over Eagle Lake
Two hawks come roiling by,
their wings a sandstone brown
and scalloped like the teeth
of plows. They shovel down
within the wind and lift
the air, letting it sift
between their feathered grates
seeking a golden prey,
prospecting far-flung sky
while turning ground away.
THE SHAPE OF THE WIND
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We are almost at the end of the season of autumn according to the old Hokku
Calendar. Halloween marks the end for us — and also the beginning of
winter. So...
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