They are eastern gods — they meditate. (Yes they are.) “The Owls” by Charles Baudelaire (translated by Edna St. Vincent Millay) The owls that roost in the black yew Along one limb in solemn state, And with a red eye look you through, Are eastern gods; they meditate. No feather stirs on them, not one,…
Secret Digs of the Great Horned Owl
Photos of a Great Horned Owl perched in Strawberry Canyon in Berkeley.
