The Snow Falcon Poem. By Barbara Perry.

August 1st, 2010 by Shampton. Published under . No Comments.

Snow Falcon. Wings spread disapears bright slap of cloud, shatters of French window lording its form over trees, titmice, lightening struck oaks... wait it’s a card in a deck of exotic animals and its flipside says sharp sence of appetite. And it's true a Snow Falcon can see a baby rat 500 yards away. Like you who sees the title of a book that you’ve been looking for. For years.

Instant poem about the book Snow Falcon. Written at the 2010 Printers Ball.

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