Two Hawks in November

Flying down the freeway

at the beginning of November,

I feel the chill in the air

and notice the trees-turned-red

on the side of the road.

The sun is bright, the sky is clear,

until two hawks suddenly appear

and meet, beak to beak and breast to breast –

a mid-air collision, a purposeful arrest,

from which each turns to go a separate way.

jb

Hwy 80 (west-bound)

near Dixon

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