October 11, 2011

Into the Throat

Sitting in the butter sun of a warm October day
Hiding in the sugar maple

I watch, silent and unmoving

as the great blue heron fishes.
She is a teacher of patience

Legs still and straight as cattails
Head cocked and ready to dive – NOW!

Beak emerging then, dripping with the wiggling dinner
Taken carefully, carefully, into the throat.

© 2011 Merry Stanford

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