Eagle

by Marc Mangel

An eagle soars, an eagle glides.

 

Soaring eagles drop from the sky

three adults and one that can’t fly.

 

Younger ones are floating and bold

learning tasks for when they are old.

 

Sky is filled with blackness of feather

crows have seen times they’ve liked better.

 

Air is filled with eagle cries

down below there’s a human who sighs.

 

A bit of time and eagles move on

crows peek out to see where they’ gone.

 

But now they are back circling so high

bringing a fish to the one who can’t fly.

 

An eagle soars, an eagle glides.

 

 

July 1991