Unharsh Marsh

Hope and the future for me are not in lawns and cultivated fields, not in towns and cities, but in the impervious and quaking swamps. - Thoreau

spied a blue heron

its curved neck the letter "s"

whether spelled or guessed

Author's Note

“It has looked out from its dull eye for so long, standing on one leg, on moon and stars sparkling through silence and dark, and now what a rich experience is its!" - Thoreau

Reviews

[light and ashes]

Enigmatic, to me, at least...
but I liked it.

[Pete]

actually saw one yesterday in the marsh. fascinating, mysterious creatures.