Jamsbo Rockda
They are made for success. Their actions like breathing out and in to us. And so elegant. I love birds.
2015-10-24

countryfog
It's a rare day I don't see a hawk, though I have realized I may have to go farther now to do so, the loss of farms and fields and prey habitat no doubt sending the hawks farther too. Many years ago I came to love hawks without ever having seen one but knowing them from the poems of Robinson Jeffers. His "Hurt Hawks" still chokes me up all these years later.
2015-10-22

one trick pony
hawks are as you say, until crows and smaller birds engage them in dogfights. then the hawk rethinks his invulnerability.

which is an observation, not a criticism of your poem which, like your poem of argentina, comes from experience i'm guessing.
2015-10-22