Slow Motion: One bird crashes into the nest with a very small stick, while its mate gracefully takes off.
I wanted to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.


Red-tailed hawks starting to build their nest after being evicted from the AC unit they called home last year (a few blocks away).