Red Kite

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Here is a poem about our local kites. They are nesting now that spring is here. In fact they start building nests by the end of February.

 
a red kite soaring above  fields follows
an ancient path working   the fine contours
that rise above the earth   sun caressing
russet tail tilting    towards an unseen
purpose no gap       between thought
and action    lengthening days

urge      springtime mating

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