Buffleheads

Buffleheads

by Lee Evans
(Bath, Maine)

BUFFLEHEADS

I love to see them on the waves,
Along the beach, or in their trees.
I love to watch them fly away,
Without a running start, from me!

My father used to lurk behind
Four plywood walls that stood on stilts
Above the river nailed with pine,
His rifle ready at a tilt

Toward the vast and open sky,
Where ducks and geese would spread their wings
In Freedom, for which all must die--
All human and non-human things.

But I wear no such grim disguise
As I meander on the beach
In plain sight of the earth and sky,
Determined to let Nature teach.

These clouds, the seashells, shifting sands,
The wind, the cold, the winter sun,
The whistling swans: from these a man
Can claim more trophies than with gun.

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Jun 01, 2009
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terrific
by: Anonymous

this poem was absolutely terrific... I am gob-smacked!!!

Feb 29, 2008
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Buffleheads
by: Mary Irons

I have read many of Lee Evans poems and enjoyed them. This one is at the top. His work is always very discriptive and I could just envision in my head those beautiful buffleheads. As a bird lover myself, I always love the written word about birds, especially raptors.

Feb 29, 2008
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Wonderful Poem
by: David R. Herron

As always, another excellent poem from Lee Evans who we sorely miss at the Maryland State Archives!

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