Bird tracks in the sand. A record of a past occurrence.
Susan says, “To butcher Robert Frost, ‘two gulls met on a sandy beach and I took the one less pushy.” All sorts of possibilities exist from untangling these bird track. Did they meet at the crossroads, exchanged a few words, heated perhaps, and go on their separate ways? Or did first one and then the other waddled by this beachy location? Did the second gull know the first? Was she late for a meeting? Why weren’t they travelling in the same direction? Is this a random encounter or a planned meet up? So much at stake in such as simple photo. Or as another poet, William Carlos Williams wrote: ‘so much depends / upon / a red / wheel / barrow’.”
Lucia says, “Sweet! I’d like to add another layer to Susan’s description – me. Let me set the scene: just after dawn on the Oregon Coast and I’m the only human on walking on the beach. When I came across these bird footprints, they made me feel a part of something much bigger than myself. I saw myself as just another creature meandering on the shore leaving footprints in the sand.”
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