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Red tail hawks live solo

Except during breeding season

In winter they perch on wires

Fluffed, hunched shoulders

Searching the snow crust

To capture a careless vole or mouse

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I live solo now

My breeding season long done

In winter I huddle in woolens

Cocooned with hunched shoulders

Searching for the words, pen in hand,

To seize a skittering thought