like pebbles on a windshield
As they fish for dinner in the solstice light
of a June night when the sun is in the north
And the tree images in the water
are blurred by the green fever of summer
The eagle hunts
the golden eye ducklings beneath the alders along the shore
The mother rushing out
from cover
against the eagle coming down from a roost in the lookout tree.
Down
to strike the water with talons meant for a duckling
Trying to be a predator
but failing
Goes back
to eating salmon
left on the beach by the bears
