Sparrowhawk
       

Like any bird that's hit greenhouse glass
the sparrowhawk appears untouched,
body warm and feathers crisp with function
unmoving eye still clear,
talons curled, nails sharpened,
poised to pluck another chaffinch
fleeing from feeder to tree
hooked bill ready to impale a blue tit,
pull out its guts.

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from Crossing Places
Salmon Poetry
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