Friday, June 3, 2022

The Marsh

                                                        driving by a childhood marsh

                                                        a red winged blackbird flits from reed to reed 

                                                        nothing's diminished / nothing remains

Image by Jamie Heiden


  1. I grew up next to a man-made lake with a marsh-y side. I remember red winged blackbirds hanging sideways on the cattails...and much more. Lovely! :)

    1. There's so much life in a marsh. It's a blessing to grow up near one. Thanks so much for commenting, Rita. Hope all is well.


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