There in the tinted glass
Circling red-shoulder hawks
On sky preserved deep blue
Even in reflection
© Chagall ∞
Tag Archive: hawk
I write at a desk
with a window behind me
When my screen goes dark
it reflects the sky
that spans there
over my shoulder
Where a red-tailed hawk
on air currents glides
circling my login prompt
Chagall 2016
Alphabet City 