The black heads, the white in the wings
that haunting call, the loons
echoing down the lake
a Doppler chorus,
wondrous game
Marco
Polo
That call across the water
across the years, so special
so distinctive, our bird, with those red eyes
and that haunting call
July 26, 2008
Squam Lake, NH
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Saturday, July 26, 2008
That Haunting Call
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