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hawk roosting
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hawk
roosting
fly
up, and
revolve
it all
slowly
i
kill
where i
please
because it is
all
mine
i
sit
at the
top
of the
wood
, my
eyes
closed
now
i hold
creation
in my
foot
face
upward
for my inspection
i am going to
keep
things
like
this
sleep
rehearse
perfect skills and
eat
allotment
of death
context
a poet
laureate
until his
death
by
cancer
in
1984
, wrote about the
natural
world, said the poem wasn’t about
cruelty
but the hawks
natural
way of
thinking