Snowy Egret – a poem by Mark Tulin

Snowy Egret

I become a snowy egret on the beach,
staring into the choppy, translucent sea,
skinny legs swaying on each breaking wave,
sinking deeper into quickening sand,
snatching worms or insects as they fly,
nature’s rippling tide, I ride.

A brief and treacherous journey,
I participate in collectively.
A free and easy universe enabling me
in the water and the air I breathe.
With allies and predators alike,
I spend my life in the bittersweet swell.


Mark Tulin is a former family therapist who lives in Santa Barbara, California.  He has a poetry chapbook, Magical Yogis, published by Prolific Press (2017). He has an upcoming book of short stories entitled, The Asthmatic Kid and Other Stories.  His stories and poetry have appeared in Page and Spine, smokebox, Vita Brevis, Leaves of Ink, The Drabble, among others. His website is Crow On The Wire.



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