The Bittern

Here rides the bittern

Snatching feet

A needle spire

For a beak

It twists above us

And breaks the current

Then when it disappears

Its step you cannot hear

Among the reeds

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    1. Thanks Sandra. I’ve only ever seen flashes of them before as they do spend so much time skulking in the reeds and are masters of blending in. Was quite breathtaking to have one fly right over.

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