my eyes were dazzled by the late afternoon light today
as i drove home
along the river
and spotted heron, or, well,wide wings.
it was very large, but no trailing long legs, and
well, a different kind of
it was large large
and white bounced off the dark body
but no, it was a white head.
before i could pull over
gone, gone into the blue-white wildness.
down the road,
the amish have made corn ladies
they stand starkly on the land
next to the river
an abandoned place
shadow played there.
and then deep fields
with the big snow clouds
that have been causing a little trouble hereabouts.