a flying fox circles in mid-day light: its prey, diurnal fruits
Flying Fox [Haiku]
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the hawk's head-shifts are precise and follow in rapid succession... and then cease it lifts one feather at a time as if sniffing its pits it shifts from talon to talon, and then once more it seems to be settling in, getting comfortable for a long stakeout... and then it's gone, diving off the ledge, disappearing into the city valley

a grasshopper
lands on dappled granite;
becomes a statue

a butterfly
sits in the road, until
a car passes