Bayou Diaries: An Explosion of Egrets

A beak-down flock of egrets
more dozens than I can count
before they explode in a whorl &
wheel about their startled huddle

as I pass at some distance
our courses roughly equidistant
from their interrupted feast.

The park is otherwise silent
muddy and puddled after the rain
not a squirrel’s worth of noise

& there’s no one else in sight
to frighten them
as I watch them navigating
their go around

with a warp and weft precision
known only to a startled
flock of birds.


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