The Feeder, 6

6.

Today: one wild turkey, more a meal than a bird,

refusing to stay with the others out in the field

bobbing for apples

                                 bobbing up , from a crouch

on the crusted snowpack, olympic leaps.

                                                                 They also fly,

improbable and brutally efficient, low to the ground;

and the tree they roost in

trembles.