For Matt, on his birthday.
1961 - 2004
Out on the flats, a heron still
as a hieroglyph carved
on the soft gray face of morning.
You asked, when I seemed far away,
what it meant but were gone
when I turned to you with an answer.
a taste for salt tides,
distance, and a gift of flight.
"Out on the Flats" by Leonard Nathan, from The Potato Eaters. © Orchises Press, 1998.