orange_fell
Nov 03, 2015 00:20
Pelican
Barbara Ellen Sorensen
Under warm New Mexico sun,
we watched the pelican place
himself down among the mallards
as if he had been there all along,
as if they were expecting the large,
cumbersome body, the ungainliness.
And he, sensing his own unsightly
appearance, tucked his head close
to his body and took on the smooth
insouciance of a
american poets,
barbara ellen sorensen