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Blue Heron in Summer

Sewanee Summer 2014

By Emily Wallace Published 4 years ago 1 min read
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"Sleeping at noon

The body of the blue heron

Poised in nobility"

-Kitamura Kigin

He stands in the shallows along the creek's edge, frozen in place. I can’t tell if he’s dreaming or watching for fish.

Impervious to the heat, his legs cool beneath the surface of the water. He’s ethereal, even though his kind are common in the South, seen year-round even.

Do his thoughts wander past food, mating, predators? No one can know.

I observe his beauty from a distance, reminding me of high school and the boy too perfect to approach.

If I’m too close, he’ll fly beyond my view, escaping to some hidden place, my eyes unfit to follow.

nature poetry
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About the Creator

Emily Wallace

Mother, writer, musician and textile artisan from Alabama

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