"Night Heron" by Chris Blexrud
the night heron sleeps
among the reeds
its tall, slender shadow
like a cosmic thread
through twilight gleams
and in that silver seam
the softness of your eyes
within a mirror
looking back
on speed and sinking roads
and rising swamp
where we found
great summits
moss hanging like clouds
and cypress knees as tall
their ridges cracked
with time
their peaks capped
with lichens
Chris Blexrud is an editor living in New Orleans.
Twitter: @bestialchortle
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