Hawks’ Hollow
︎︎︎ Joe Phelan
︎ July 20, 2026
See them buffeted
by cross-prairie gusts.
They nearly buckle,
but recoil.
Big-blue-stems,
billowing bronze.
With a glance, I partake
of their mendicant rule.
Wheel to the west,
a beggar too.
Joe Phelan is a writer in Chicagoland.