Snowy Egret – a poem by Mark Tulin – Amethyst Review

I become a snowy egret on the beach, staring into the choppy, translucent sea, skinny legs swaying on each breaking wave, sinking deeper into quickening sand, snatching worms or insects as they fly, nature’s rippling tide, I ride…
— Read on amethystmagazine.org/2019/07/08/snowy-egret-a-poem-by-mark-tulin/