Then It Picks Up One Stem Leg
Then it picks up one stem leg. This takes time.
And sets it down just beyond the other,
no splash, breath of a ripple, goes on
slowly across the silt, mud, algae-
throttled surface, through sedge grass,
to stand to its knees in water turning
grayer now that afternoon is evening.
Now that afternoon is evening
the gray heron turns blue, bluer than sky,
bluer than the mercury blue-black still pond.
— “The Blue” By David Baker
Photo Courtesy Of:
Blue Heron, Davidson’s Mill Pond Park, East Brunswick, NJ