Poetic Pauses: Egrets, by Karen Lucci


Egrets as inevitable
As turtles and rare
As turquoise snakes

Sang along currents
Of solitude
Sand solicitously
Entreating attentive

Sinking through shadows
Penetrating waters
Pale as March

Like lead they fell
Splitting water
Like pine logs
’til motionless the water

Deep and sharp
Straight to the heart
Arising again death
Gripped spun up
Like a cockcrow
Breaking night.

– Karen Lucci, Beach Dogs, A Collection

– photo courtesy of www.lazyrivercruises.com

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