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GREAT HORNED OWL
by Doran Williams
I
t was an early Fall morning; enough
light to see the ground, but not
enough to run through the grass.
Mark sat in his folding chair on the dam
12
of his Small Pond, at the edge of the
woods, watching a school of goldfish at
the surface of their watery universe,
shimmering. Mark was not the sole
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watcher. A great horned owl glided
silently out of the post oak wood-lot to
Mark’s left, behind him. She swept right
by Mark, startling him, just a few feet
away, the path of her glide determined by
gravity, genetics, and God, but mostly by
the height from which she launched and
the topography of the dam.