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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