The Daily Boost #353

Can you walk like a heron?

PRACTICING TO WALK LIKE A HERON
Jack Ridl

My wife is at the computer. The cat
is sleeping across the soft gold cushion

of my chair. Last night there was a frost.
I am practicing to walk like a heron.

It’s the walk of solemn monks
progressing to prayer on stilts,

the deliberate cadence of a waltz
in water. I lift my right leg within

the stillness, within the languid
quiet of a creek, slowly, slowly,

slowly set my foot on the dog-haired
carpet, pause, hold a half note, lift

the left, head steady as a bell before
the ringer tugs the rope. On I walk,

the heron’s mute way, across the
room, past my wife who glances

up, holds her slender hands
above the keys until I pass.

(from Practicing to Walk Like a Heron)

(My thanks to Jack Ridl, via Poetry Passages and Poetrying.)

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The Gentle Nudge

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