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They Let It Go

April 1, 2013


Sea Ranch, California – Feb. 2013

. . . . .

The Neighbors

by Jack Ridl

Sometimes they
go outside, maybe

move a rosebush
to the back yard or

clean a window.
Usually they

simply stand,
under a maple

or in a snowfall.
And this is often

when they see
a nuthatch on its

dizzy route down
a trunk, or

the quick flick
of a chickadee

across the yard
and onto a branch.

They don’t do
much. That’s for

others. They know
how to take things

for granted, know
what to miss.

Every morning
they make breakfast.

And when the sun
sets, they let it go.

(“The Neighbors” by Jack Ridl, from Practicing to Walk Like a Heron. © Wayne State University Press, 2013)

  1. April 1, 2013 6:26 pm

    Those colours!

  2. April 2, 2013 2:37 am

    This light on the water! Some people never see such a gold they get from nature for free…

  3. April 2, 2013 2:55 am

    Lovely picture.

  4. marthasnail permalink
    April 2, 2013 6:59 am

    beautiful pairing. i’ve read a few other poems from that collection. looks like a good one.

  5. April 3, 2013 3:37 pm

    Sea Ranch! My childhood stomping grounds for endless-feeling summer weeks. Love the poem, too. Thanks Brian.

  6. April 5, 2013 12:02 am

    Lovely shot! And the poem matches the picture perfectly. Keep posting. :-)

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