Something Watches

 

A Very Mary Variation

I used a borrowed line from Mary Oliver’s poem “Beans” as my final line today, describing yesterday morning

Something Watches 

a hideous cry pierced the dark silence of the early October morning 

a sound 

not unlike 

the screech of a barn owl 

or 

the shriek of a bobcat 

or 

the scream of a red fox 

I knew I had seen the last of the old hen 

something -I can’t name it-watches

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