this edit on 070706.
all thoughts appreciated.
"jittery intellect deep at night"
the twin wingbeats of a giant bird
jabbed at the pale night lain thin
outside the rectangular
kitchen window
& now it seems
that evidence of life
speaks clearest after dark¯
when it's calm, & when
the light of a sky looks
like it snuck up without
permission from hiding
behind horizons¯an owl
will alight with steel
clambering grip & wings
still half-spread &
heavy eyes clicking
in a feather-engine
head, an assess in his
step, peering
like a god of cats.
at 2 a.m. there is nothing
bigger when he leaps away
with a whoop, a giant
glide from my sill
& toothmarks
where he clawed
the blue paint to
splinters.
KS
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