Sunday, January 16, 2005


White Pelicans

by Henry Burt Stevens

A woods walker
I become excited
when coming to a
No Tresspassing sign.

They aren't watching
how are they going to stop me?
I cross back and forth
their property line at will.

One day on county land
a gate with sign, "No One
Enter Beyond This Point."

I entered quickly and
wandering came to a
hidden brackish pond
on which 100 plus
white pelicans swam.

Dozen others circled
and wheeled in the blue
air above. Transformed,
I filled my eyes and mind.

If there is an election
to return as something
I believe I'll be a white pelican.

Even though the joys of
tresspass will be absent.

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