so slim it seems there’d be no way to hold
them up when standing, but even on land,
they carry themselves with a certain stateliness.
It’s nothing compared to the way they soar
in the air. Great Egrets have a buoyancy
as they fly and are so white, they might
be mistaken for fluffy clouds until they
slowly flap their wondrous wings.
*From E. Bachinsky’s poem Night Voices from
the book Home of Sudden Service.
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