03 December 2014

from Laurie Burhoe

an owl in the day lit woods
on puffed out wings
slowly silently slipping
past my peripheral vision
it hunts during the day
there is not enough food this winter

a glimpse of the vulnerable

an owl sits beneath his ribs
moving through him silently
keeping a vigil
urging him on
and he keeps his bargain
laying still

To Jim
Love Laurie

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