River Otter – A Fleeting Look

River Otter

A Fleeting Look

Late light
soft and rich
early gloaming in the potholes

An invisible hand
disturbs the tranquil interface
of air and water ...
a portent

The foreshadow
transforms to revelation
all sound is hushed
silence screams

The otter pauses,
a fleeting look
then is gone

A few years ago, near the close of day, I caught this River Otter in the serene potholes region of Washington State. It gave but one short-lived posture of recognition and then just melted away.

~ Poem, anecdote and River Otter capture, A Fleeting Look © Jerry L. Ferrara