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March 28, 2006
Bayou Afternoon — by Amy Clampitt
Out of the imprecise, the muck
of bright and dark, the wavering
at the bayou's edge, such
specificity: the egret's samite,
filamented, barbed and folded,
hourly preened and realigned,
just so: the unmistakably,
topheavily crested and cravatted
kingfisher: just so, the wading
ungainly fantasy, paintbox–
tinged pink and green, that's
called the spoonbill, back from
a rim known as extinction: just
so, that afternoon, the colonies,
along the streambank, of lilies,
each perishable hieroglyph
filamented, in a flourish, with
a stroke of purple. Meanwhile,
out on the Gulf, the airs and
vapors had grown monumental,
their huge purple a flickering
testament to, at the rim we
necessarily inhabit, a happenstance
still brimming, still uncodified.
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Roseate spoonbill
Posted by: Mb | Mar 28, 2006 9:33:08 PM
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