I’ve heard the bird for weeks but haven’t seen
its size and shape, its flight or coloring.
I googled corvid calls – I played umpteen
recordings, but don’t recognize this thing.
Today I got a glimpse of white-edged wing
in glide above the garden, with that squawk
I can’t identify. Not menacing,
but suddenly I’m guessing it’s a hawk.


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