By Galway Kinnell
It held its head still
while its body and green
legs wobbled in wide arcs
from side to side. When
it stalked out of sight,
I went after it, but all
I could find where I was
expecting to see the bird
was a three-foot-long lizard
in ill-fitting skin
and with linear mouth
expressive of the even temper
of the mineral kingdom.
It stopped and tilted its head,
which was much like
a fieldstone with an eye
in it, which was watching me
to see if I would go
or change into something else.
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Spring is so beautiful here, and Friday was no exception. We had a fairly quiet morning, then after lunch we went to Marymoor Park, where we met several friendly dogs, watched the great blue herons feed their babies, and walked along the river, where we saw more birds and the beaver dam. Back behind the apartment, we saw several of the ducklings, a fishing heron, and a family of eagles -- adults and juveniles -- diving over the water.
The Orioles beat the Mariners, which is fine with me. We saw the end before dinner, after which we watched this week's Doctor Who with Cheryl -- it reminded me of Nine and Rose, which I mean in the best way, though the ending felt rushed and too light for the tragedy Splice just had. Now we're watching Bridgerton, which is lovely to look at, gorgeous flowers and jewels and wonderful music, and utter fluff otherwise!
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