today, hawks
took two sparrows
from the feeder
i am reading
about shame
and resilience
on the other side
of the window:
ice fog
the number of life blows
may determine
toughness
through the fog
i can see
scattered feathers
i put my hand to the glass
it’s cold
even on the warm side
--
sharon brogan
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