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…
—  amethystmagazine.org/2019/07/08/snowy-egret-a-poem-by-mark-tulin/

Snowy Egret – a poem by Mark Tulin


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.

A brief and treacherous journey,
I participate in collectively.
A free and easy universe enabling me
in the water and the air I breathe.
With allies and predators alike,
I spend my life in the bittersweet swell.