on the roof hawk chicks

secure at

twenty-three

floors high

nestle their mother

under bright sun

watching

the male soar

free to hunt,

enquiring amber eyes seeing

colours we can't

no

flames

disturb the

eyrie no

screams ascend or

smoke black as

seventy-one funerals

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Battle-hardened Sister Yvonne

Missed nothing

Double-checking mask, visor, gown

Everything.

Colleagues, even

Consultants, relied on her to pin-point

Gaps in their armoury.

If anyone was safe from patients

She was.

After her shift last night she

Clocked off and

Walking to her car

Got hit by a taxi taking home a patient.

Reliable to the end

She did not troubl...

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