Chop

Oystercatcher at Sunset in Anna Maria

Chop

The bird

walks down

the beach along

the glazed edge

the last wave

reached.  His

each step makes

a perfect stamp--

smallish, but as

sharp as an

emperor's chop.

Stride, stride,

goes the emperor

down his wide

mirrored promenade

the sea bows

to repolish.

 ~

Kay Ryan

This beautiful poem perfectly captured this Oystercatcher 

as he paraded by us at sunset.  

And what better way to salute him 

than with one of Kay Ryan's (the recent Pulitzer prize winner) poems.

This was a post I did back in April on our last visit.

I'm lazy mazy today.
But then, I'm on vacation!

But I love reading all your comments!
Always time for that!

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