Barred Owl
Barred Owl
Snow-blowing
window scene
presents a forest
of bare branches
upon one of which
an owl perches,
the snow-wind flying
at its ruffle-feathers.
Watcher sits
at the computer
determined to identify
the owl variety:
"Barred Owl?"
she wonders,
looking at screen-picture.
A sudden snowy gust,
and Watcher peers out
at the tree
only to find it
empty
and the owl gone...
flown off
in a second's glance away,
nowhere
to be seen...
while Watcher awaits wisdom
through the window
just one more time.
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