Close Encounters of the Bird Kind
Wednesday evening just before sunset
Halfway home from a bike ride to Galena
North against the wind up Old 3C
Then south with the wind at my back,
Big hawk with wingspan greater than mine
Barreling at me low over the bike trail
Swoops up and over my outstretched arm
Raised in salute or wave or high five.
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