twelveoone
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Tzara said:Driving through the Skagit Valley,
We See an Eagle Feeding
It is a juvenile, who has grasped
a mallard's neck and twisted it
to side. The duck is limp and dead.
The eagle plucks out feathers
one by one and guards his prize, watching
out for siblings with less skill or luck
but hungry for red tendons and fat breast.
The mother circles, west toward
the water. From the shelter of the car,
we photograph the scene as the bird
pulls and tugs. Crows land and perch
along a wire fence. Some stand on stumps.
Elizabeth points down the road at swans
scattered in another field. As we leave,
the wind whirls up bits of down
about the raptor as he works. The restive
crows, on wire and ground, hop and twitch,
hop and twitch.
Why? hop and twitch, hop and twitch, put the preachiness back, Twas a killer ending.