still, and silent, in the yard
when all four young hawks
flew in formation
past my ear from behind me
I felt the air stir
Two settled on branch
Two in the birdbaths, one each
Not sure they saw me
Gave new meaning to
Emily Dickinson's line,
"Zero at the bone."
A hawk in each birdbath
No songbirds at the feeders
Eaten? Or hiding?
These youngsters have been
here almost two weeks to date
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