My Only Regret…

…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


6 responses to “My Only Regret…

  1. 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.

  2. A fine series of this beautiful bird. The text enhances the pictures in a very positive way.

  3. He knew very well that he was so pretty it only took one!

  4. Nice photos! There’s something about egrets that makes me feel optimistic about a place.

  5. Maybe lonely, but oh so beautiful, Candace!
    This is a wonderful series, and I love the way you’ve composed each one. So nicely done!

  6. WordsFallFromMyEyes

    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…

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