short-eared durham owl
meditating over the dale’s edge,
shadows the fields and folds
in elegant diurnal flight.
on windside,careful sight,
may swoop to prey,
and away.
your yellow broad-eyed look,
at once both sharp and distant,
holds me.
oh,silence,
oh,wind on green,
oh, earth,
sky.
immense your held vision;
sphere many centred
pied geometer of flight,
sketch your descent and ascent.
trees bunched by dry stone wall
call heart home.
