alone at water, its open eye, without seeming to move

I am always watching
the single heron at its place
alone at water, its open eye…
without seeming to move…
The bird is more beautiful
than my hand, skin more graceful
than my foot, my own dark eye…

Linda Hogan, from “The Heron” in “Rounding the Human Corners”



DK Photo: Great Blue Heron. 6:15 a.m. this morning. 50° F. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. More photos from this morning here.

42 thoughts on “alone at water, its open eye, without seeming to move”

  1. Something so mysterious about these shoreline sentinels. I watch them work our pond in the early morning hours and at dusk with fascination. Their focus, their grace, their beauty of which they are seemingly unaware, it stops me in my tracks….

  2. I have to get here earlier – I can’t come close to these comments…but there’s something very knowing in the heron’s posture..wise and calm..

  3. I lingered for awhile, breathing in the still, peaceful calm…I know I need the
    solitary rest & beauty of your pairing… I appreciate such a gift…

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