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Heron



Finally
The blue heron
Stalking silent on backward knees
Pricks muddy water
Like a bullet punches a windshield
Not rising until
The bass is skewered on his bill
And rises then
Like my father in dark mornings
When I did not know the price of things











Coleman Bomar is a sleepless student who currently resides in Middle Tennessee. He counts his OCD as an advantage. His works have been featured by and/or are forthcoming in Blink-Ink, SOFTBLOW, Eunoia Review, Moonpark Review, Maudlin House, and many more. His work is soon to be archived at Yale’s Beinecke Library.

See more of his work in 8.4





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