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Judyth Hill

                 

Aching Beauty

Today we saw the rufous-sided towhees:
A pair, and a fledgling.

The parents swept nervously 'round their nest
Hidden midst branches deep in pinon.

I dreamt just lately of storks
Far overhead - that wingspan!

If Vermeer had painted birds,
He would surely have painted storks.

They carry their own light.

They carry some crazy luck
roof to roof.

That luck we somehow lost.



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