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Death in the Autumn Sky
The red-tailed hawk extends translucent wings
As brakes to stop the air and make it serve
The warrior as an observation post
For scanning close the sere November grass
And then
The red-tailed hawk falls in a sloping dive
Through fierce acceleration of gravity
Flinging itself in silence down, down, down
In wild defiance of the earth, the ground
And then…?
The red-tail hawk powers up its wings, up, up
And in its beak a snake writhes in surprise
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