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Turkey in Brighton

Capt. Nemo spotted a turkey strolling around the Academy Hill area in Brighton today, and wondered what it was doing there, instead of terrorizing people in Brookline.

Roving UHub photographer Alkali, meanwhile, spotted a hawk perched atop a light pole at the intersection of Huntington and South Huntington Avenues:

Hawk in Boston
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Some of the toms and hens halt in the shade of a hill, eating and resting on whatever they can in a careless sleep. Others, though, stand and stare at the blank sky and realize that they have arrived at the end of the world. They watch the April breeze swirling the grass dotted with wasps and flies. Spring has infiltrated their blood like a drug but all they can focus on is the line of grass and the strange sparkling of the sky.

They stand there and look at the field for a long time, and think of the valley beyond full of buttercups and clinging brambles which affixed themselves to their feathers and would not yield. The toms and hens stand and breathe until, as a chilling wind, they get the word at which point their bodies and spirits tense up for battle.

It is not a gobble or a plumage display being raised or "clamorous haste" – just a lifting of their heads and their eyes flaring up as if they were looking at a friend with whom the love has been lost. The toms and hens rise up and climb over the hill, racing together across the field. Suddenly the sky is on fire against them and little "cups / Opened in thousand for their blood". The green fields seem infinite.

Those who are trotting and flying to avoid bullets or face the hot "fury of hell's upsurge" or fall beyond the verge may have been swooped up by God, some say. Those who rush into hell are "outfiending all its fiends and flames" with their own turkey behavior and their glories and shames. They trot back out into the cool peaceful air. The speaker wonders why they do not speak of their comrades that "went under".

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It might be a turkey student. Mom and Dad said they'd spring for a place in Brighton, but not Brookline.

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on Mt Auburn St in Cambridge near the cemetery, just sauntering across the street looking cool.

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