Poetry By John Cannon


Lovers at Dusk
Poetry By John Cannon

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Lovers at Dusk
Poetry By John Cannon

He swoops in from downriver
and perches near the nest;
 
She is a ways upstream
scanning the shallows.
 
He settles, preens, and when he sees her,
he tips his head way back
and gives the long eerie contact call.
 
A thousand ring-necked ducks
flutter and move nervously,
all attuned to the white-headed eagle.
 
But she doesn’t even turn her head,
supper is her priority.
 
Later, she glides in slow
and perches in the nest tree;
 
He comes to her, they move in close,
they touch beaks.
 
Dusk falls and the two dark silhouettes
with still-white heads
fade into one dark mass;
 
Geese land,
ducks settle,
herons squawk.
 
Soon only gentle sounds pervade;
 
Then,
a soul-piercing unity call, as the eagles bless the night.