Looking Back
High and lucidly etched, a raptor,
feathers flickering in sunlight,
a thing carved,
branded in a window of space,
an osprey.
It plunges, strikes with clutching talons.
There on the face of the water
it seems to cleave
its own swooping shadow.
Then up it mounts the sky once more;
a shimmering fish
looks back at its last swim.
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