With skin like an apple streaked with red,
weathered toward ripeness, her hair
a wood-stained frame for the pearl earring,
moon to her sun, the woman
in the seat in front never turned her face
to me but from the tilt of her brow,
parting corner of her lips escaped
her longing and her hope as we watched
the great heron diving upward,
wings wide, beak and feet outstretched,
feathered corpus fixed against an empty sky
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