Hadlock Reeds

The flexible arc
described by treetop leaves
when breathing currents ripple
a branch to one,
then the other side.
Or the level, quickened swell
that follows a gust over wetlands
home to a million reeds.

Any terrain you find arises from all
that came before: succeeding
event horizons from earlier eras
brought forward by today's considered
impetus to lift the way it looks,
lightly, freely
out toward whatever senses you are there—
breathed into completion, a sphere,
into all it is.

All It Is, by Alfred Corn

I let today's Abstract Thursday theme of "water" lead me to Lower Hadlock Pond. After paying homage to the Pond King, I walked around gathering many photos of reeds, rushing water, waterfalls, and so on. In the end I liked these two images best, actually made from the same photo.