Great Blue Heron


The great blue heron swoops down on magnificent wings,

Lights soundlessly in shallows near shore.

It sips the water, sword-beak strangely delicate

Black crest, white bands, slate feathers

Arrestingly bold yet subtle.

It turns, seeing me, and says

Who are you?
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