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The Great Horned Owl   3 comments

Great Horned Owl — Image by kenne

Owls

Wait; the great horned owls
Calling from the wood’s edge; listen.
           There: the dark male, low
And booming, tremoring the whole valley.
           There: the female, resolving, answering
High and clear, restoring silence.
           The chilly woods draw in
Their breath, slow, waiting, and now both
           Sound out together, close to harmony.

           These are the year’s worst nights.
Ice glazed on the top boughs,
           Old snow deep on the ground,
Snow in the red-tailed hawks’
           Nests they take for their own.
Nothing crosses the crusted ground.
           No squirrels, no rabbits, the mice gone,
No crow has young yet they can steal.
           These nights the iron air clangs
Like the gates of a cell block, blank
           And black as the inside of your chest.

           Now, the great owls take
The air, the male’s calls take
           Depth on and resonance, they take
A rough nest, take their mate
           And, opening out long wings, take
Flight, unguided and apart, to caliper
           The blind synapse their voices cross
Over the dead white fields,
           The dead black woods, where they take
Soundings on nothing fast, take
           Soundings on each other, each alone.

— W.D. Snodgrass

Kenne and W.D. Snodgrass (1999) — Montgomery College Writers In Performance Series

Great Horned Owl Landing   2 comments

Great Horned Owl Landing — Photo-Artistry by kenne

An owl landed

in a nearby tree

in the light of day

perfect for

taking photos.

— kenne

Great Horned Owl   Leave a comment

Great Horned Owl — Image by kenne

“A serious writer is not to be confounded with a solemn writer.
A serious writer may be a hawk or a buzzard or even a popinjay,
but a solemn writer is always a bloody owl.

— Ernest Hemingway

 

Great Horned Owl   Leave a comment

Great Horn Owl-1018 painting blogGreat Horned Owl at The Arizona-Sonora Desert Museum — Computer Painting by kenne

You fly dark skies
Traveling the underworld
The soul of darkness.

— kenne

My Horns Are Feathers   Leave a comment

Great Horn Owl-1013 art blogGreat Horned Owl — Image by kenne

My horns are feathers
and not ears as some may think,
they are in my head.

— kenne

Night Owl   Leave a comment

Great Horn Owl-1020 grunge Art blog“Night Owl” (Great Horned Owl) — Grunge Art by kenne

On the winding path
I continued to follow
An owl sat perched
Old tree remain hollow

Its eyes were wide
Piercing through me
Claws dug in
To the barren tree

Hoot hoot hoot
A steady beat
Inviting me
To take a seat . . .

—  from The Owl by Victoria Ruth

I Blow It!   2 comments

Western Screech Owl (1 of 1) blogWestern Screech Owl — Image by kenne

A few days ago I posted, “Capturing The Moment — Great Horned Owl” on this blog. In doing so I really showed my lack of knowledge when it comes to Owls. Even in doing so, I kept thinking, “This guy is small for a Great Horned Owl.” So, I figured he/she was a young Great Horned Owl. After doing more homework, I have now concluded that this owl is a Western Screech Owl. I guess there are not a lot of birders that follow my blog.

kenne

Capturing The Moment — A Young Great Horned Owl   2 comments

Great Horned Owl (1 of 1)-2 blog

Great Horned Owl (1 of 1)-3 blogA Young Great Horned Owl Spent The Day Under The Covered Area Near Our Front Door.
— Images by kenne

(CORRECTION: THIS IS NOT A GREAT HORNED OWL, BUT RATHER A WESTERN SCREECH OWL.)

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