the hottest day…

by sophie

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the hottest days of summer ( a song from the beecharmer )

i have a poem in chautauqua. print-only. 

this morning a raven on a roof had a dead bird in it’s claw. might have killed the woodpecker chick that my mother said was hopping around the moss outside. if i’d seen the chick alive, i would’ve been sad to see the raven carrying the broken thing, but as it was, i felt it was natural.

nature is brutal, said my father. he’s turning 73 tomorrow. 

i’ve been reading national geographic magazine. feeling more national geographic and less new yorker. 

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