Two poems I found:
ON HIGHWAY 70, SOUTH, TO SACRAMENTO–
CHRISTMAS DAY
Michael R. Collings
c. 2003
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First, an egret, show-white hump
Unmoving in the ragged field,
Chalky blur as our car whips by,
Pure against stiff breeze-blown blacks;
Then, some miles further south,
Three–one alight, two awing–
Blending light with cloud, reflecting
Sky to fallow, waiting fields.
Then, on both sides, a dozen . . . more . . .
Sweeping angles, binding earth
To heaven with lustrous, facile flight,
Mirrored in flat watery panes.
No more–or . . . wait . . . silhouette
Against distant snow-caps, one more
Wings silently east, seeking dawn,
Surcease from winter’s murmured ice.
At last, no more. Marsh-black winter
Draws itself to a horizon
Unremittingly flat and gray. . . .
Where egrets must await the spring.
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“LIKE A WAVE CREST“
(from the Japanese of)
Uda
c. 9th century; transl. Rexroth
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Like a wave crest
Escaped and frozen,
One white egret
Guards the harbor mouth.
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** contributory thanks to Sam Droege **
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