A true story about an injured great horned owl, a favorite chicken and a jacket. I originally wrote this show at the beginning of the Holocene…okay, maybe not that long ago, but probably over twenty years ago, and yes, Ms. Mesquitey did tell me to calm down and write a poem.
The photos are mine and are scans of 35mm slides. The one of the owl was taken just before I transported the rascal to a friend’s rehab center. Despite the broken wing, that owl is magnificent isn’t it? And hey, so was the chicken.
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