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Ring-necked Pheasant
Michael Escoubas

are one
regal bird
radiant with
sun-gold and purple
plumage, apple-red face,
white collar starched like a priest.
You strut across snow-drifted fields
foraging shells of corn by dried stalks.
I raise my gun to shoot, but who will die?


Photo Credit: Copyright Scenic Aperture-Frank Comisar Durango Gallery

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