Oh to be an oysterman!
Foggy dawns,
cold fingertips,
wet socks,
knife on the hip,
bivalves on the table;
shiny seal pates
puncturing the bay’s stillness
with snorting exhales;
smiling pelicans,
beseeching gulls,
preening loons,
manic mures,
and thousands of egrets
dotting sandbars
like oversized pearls on a
Marin housewife’s necklace;
black ducks
wings spread towards their Mecca,
absolving themselves
of the inherent nature
of their wetness.
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#california #westmarin #birds #tomalesbay (at Point Reyes National Seashore)
There’s something soothing
watching pelicans fly,
encouraging peaceful absorption,
in the languor of their flight.
Flap, soar, soar, soar.
But moved too am I
in a way more empathetic,
listening for silent pairs
of industrious black ducks,
stealthy torpedoes moving fast and furious
wings barely scraping
the tender whitecaps,
trailing the echo
of their hearts
racing
across Tomales Bay.
#california #tomalesbay #westmarin (at Point Reyes National Seashore)