Survivor

Whidbey Island rangers swear this tale is true.

Aldo was dropped from the sky,
dropped from the very claws of a red hawk.
Perhaps they spoke,
hawk to cat,
perhaps the hawk found him
too bitter, too tough,
without fear or the sweet stink of victim.

In any event, he lived,
stalks the woods complaining loudly
about the weather, the chill,
the noisy, furtive birds.