Sunday, November 20, 2016
We're here - where are you?
photo by Valerie, known as Alice
For the months of October and November, Gary and Jim have had one other person join them for each of the monthly walks.
acorns and beech leaves,
rushing water where
last month,
silent and dry,
moss on every surface,
water roar, hello -
the river turns, turns
and moves on.
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preserve companion
James McCarthy photo
Rustle of Dry Leaves
walking the path
down to the river
crash of pine branches
startled
a big bird flies off
turkey or spruce grouse
oh-wow-an owl
eyes black as coal
alights on pine
large and stocky
rounded head
no ear tufts
mottled brown wings
white breast
vertical brown bars
ah, then, a barred owl
swamp owl
hoot owl
eight hooter
wood owl
rain owl
le chat-huant du Nord
(hooting cat of the North)
sit down
watching
waiting
to see
what
comes next
owl stares back
as curious about me
as I am about it
head turns,
looks behind
slow turns back
holding the gaze
one minute,
two, three
time slows until
a whisper of feathers
owl flies off
ghost flight
into the woods
rustle of dry leaves
walking the path
down to the river
Jim McCarthy
Rustle of Dry Leaves
walking the path
down to the river
crash of pine branches
startled
a big bird flies off
turkey or spruce grouse
oh-wow-an owl
eyes black as coal
alights on pine
large and stocky
rounded head
no ear tufts
mottled brown wings
white breast
vertical brown bars
ah, then, a barred owl
swamp owl
hoot owl
eight hooter
wood owl
rain owl
le chat-huant du Nord
(hooting cat of the North)
sit down
watching
waiting
to see
what
comes next
owl stares back
as curious about me
as I am about it
head turns,
looks behind
slow turns back
holding the gaze
one minute,
two, three
time slows until
a whisper of feathers
owl flies off
ghost flight
into the woods
rustle of dry leaves
walking the path
down to the river
Jim McCarthy
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