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Black-headed Ibis

Ion Corcos  

Stands on a ridge
in a sodden rice field,
its long, downcurved bill
probes into mud

sifts out
worms,
frogs,
insects

staunch body
soft like a cloud
black legs anchored
in the bog.

At dusk it flies
to roost
flaps its wings
white against the blue-black sky.

4 comments:

  1. It's as if I can see the flight if the ibis... wonderful imagery! My favourite paragraph is staunch body... in the bog.

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    1. Thanks, Jhilmil! I have seen the black-headed ibis many times, but this one time I really watched it! :)

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  2. A simple, but beautiful poem, Ion.

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