Social Isolation: Day 71
Social Isolation: Day 71 Green heron on a half-sunk log scanning the creek for breakfast, you are startled into low flight by my approach. Heavy lift and downward push of big green wings. I was meant to be in school today, and every day, yet here I am, alone and startled myself by the sight of you who are found only here, only on this creek, and rarely. The drab green fish beneath you live the life they’ve got for now, as if you were never here. And I mean no harm, of course, but why not fly if you can fly? Why not keep your green life to yourself? S. Robbins, May 28, 2020
Sherry Robbins 