Hawk III

February 23, 2016 // 0 Comments

Frosted over with power What is the weight of death What’s the weight of life Who knows, except that both get lighter— When a hawk circles over. Another close friend just [...]

Hawks II

January 29, 2016 // 0 Comments

Hawks’ meaty thighs, pantaloons, beaks, the sharp eyes indented so sharply under their hawk brows– and those talons: what an over-glory of perfection.   The [...]

Hawk I

January 19, 2016 // 0 Comments

Pray not to Heaven For Heavenly bird Or Heaven may take you At your word. — Stevie Smith Hawks do not slink, cower, praise God, reminisce, forgive, pray, or worry. Hawks [...]