Common Mergansers
The river
awakens. Her belly hungry,
she swallows
the ice floes
and gurgles
with melt.
The wind
whirls a dance
with stray
leaves left behind
by runaway
snow.
Wild ducks,
the mergansers
fly low,
arrow-straight,
splash in
and float.
The sleek
divers call out
in harsh
notes, like the twangs
of guitar, songs of fishing
in spring.
Words and photos are copyright ©Carol Steel.
