Scatter of blue jays and mourning doves.
Goldfinch, redpoll, junco and chickadees gone.
The feeder swings empty.
Melting snow on a grey white morning.
Sudden thud, frantic wing beating of a sharp-shinned hawk
pressed and panicked against a plexiglass wall.
Barking dog, spilled coffee. Spring for the door.
But she is away. Shaken.
Composing herself on the branch of a nearby tree.