My Only Regret…
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…is there was only one egret…
…a lonely egret? And I didn’t catch it in flight.
Once as I travelled through a quiet evening,
I saw a pool, jet-black and mirror-still.
Beyond, the slender paperbarks stood crowding;
each on its own white image looked its fill,
and nothing moved but thirty egrets wading -
thirty egrets in a quiet evening.
Once in a lifetime, lovely past believing,
your lucky eyes may light on such a pool.
As though for many years I had been waiting,
I watched in silence, till my heart was full
of clear dark water, and white trees unmoving,
and, whiter yet, those thirty egrets wading.
Egrets~Judith Wright
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What a lovely poem! Beautiful photos, too. Egrets are such elegant birds. We have a lot of them around here year-round because of the rice fields and wetlands.
Comment by Diana Essert November 23, 2012 @ 4:12 amA fine series of this beautiful bird. The text enhances the pictures in a very positive way.
Comment by Don November 23, 2012 @ 9:01 amHe knew very well that he was so pretty it only took one!
Comment by montucky November 23, 2012 @ 7:19 pmNice photos! There’s something about egrets that makes me feel optimistic about a place.
Comment by John Romeo Alpha November 24, 2012 @ 4:51 pmMaybe lonely, but oh so beautiful, Candace!
Comment by Lisa Gordon November 26, 2012 @ 7:40 pmThis is a wonderful series, and I love the way you’ve composed each one. So nicely done!
Beautiful even though you didn’t catch it in flight. I wonder, does it ever see its reflection in that still water, & not feel so lonely…
Comment by WordsFallFromMyEyes December 8, 2012 @ 2:14 pm