America 2 Poem by W.I. Stoneberger
America 2
Among a scattering a crows
in an otherwise empty field,
two bald eagles stand
- just stand there,
as if they belong
as if this is an ordinary sight
in a city such as this
- a block away from a shopping mall
beside a fire station
and an elementary school
on a Monday morning,
as a young woman walks
her dog down the street
and a poet tries to capture
this singular moment
in his history.
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