the articles of herons.

is the H silent in heron?

could it be an heron instead?

are there infinite possibilities

for the articles of herons?

now, imagine with me please

a figure more elegant than a heron.

i saw one from my car today

gliding, gliding, flapping, gliding.

i'm sorry that i fail to come up with

seventeen ways of looking at a heron.

i tried to reach out it from my car window.

it is a broken window; i could not.

so i started speaking about herons

in my car, alone.

look at that heron!

what a nice heron.

heron's say what?

YOU! heron.

i counted dozens of ways

to say heron in regular conversation.

i do fancy a heron after lunch!

what say we heron out of here...

a heron is inherently poetic.

have you read the latest heron?

i pulled over to see it

still circling above, around, around.

it hovered above me with no consequence.

and i began to scream:

HERON ERON HERON

ERON HERON ERON

it responded to neither.

this heron had no meaning.

how awful a creature must be

if one must speak its name and never be heard.

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i do really hate birds, though.