Poem 56 – The Egret

The egret stalked midstream
It’s skinny old man’s legs
Somehow supportive as
Swollen knees protruding
It slowly made its way
Along the water course
This startling vision seemed
Discordant, incongruous
Ancient and exotic
A purposeful hunter
Stalking between concrete
Suburban banks and shops

Walking into Cheshunt we were startled today by a flash of white by the roadside. Looking into the ditch, an egret elegantly walked alongside us!

© Ben Quant 2021

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