Red-Tailed
swoops down with grace, makes
a ruffle-feathered landing
atop the fence post
to my left, fixes me with
an eye sharper than talons.
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swoops down with grace, makes
a ruffle-feathered landing
atop the fence post
to my left, fixes me with
an eye sharper than talons.
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visceral motion, suggestive title, fierce last line
Beautiful and bold.
It is always so precious–and often terrifying–when birds look directly at you. And I love that description of the landing.
Compressed and kinetic: a vivid movement.
I love the immediacy here – the last line keeps holding on!
Gorgeous and vibrant!
Nice, Chelsie! Your tanka game is strong.
This poem is alive . . . essence of “red-tailed’ is embodied within faultless craft. Chelsie, thank you for sharing