top of page

The Red Tail Hawk

Katie Martin '25


He shoots from branch to branch

Young and wild

Exploring his world

His wings create the winds

His body one with the skies

Blending into the forest below

Drawing careful eyes as he goes by

Hunting his prey he soars

Surfing wind currents forevermore

Circles by circles

Ups and downs

Free from the ground

Swooping and diving

His prey will cower in fear

As the red tail hawk blazes by

Lighting fire to the sky

Recent Posts

See All

cut through the noise to know what love sounds like

Celina Bagchi '24 even though you hold her, you know she’s long gone; she’s slipping like water through your fingers, like a memory and a dream you can’t quite recall when your eyelids flutter open st

I Didn't Write this Poem, a Sail Did

Danika Staples '24 At my peak, I’m high but not high enough, Might look scandalized, but I’m just broken. My throat is tight, they sweat, but still I luff. Pennant flies above me, it's almost ten. Now

m o m e n t s

Joshua Wangia '25 An autumn afternoon. He’s running, the air fresh and cold in his lungs. With his teammates behind him, he runs glorying in the October wind. Silence. She looks him in the face, unsur


bottom of page