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THE GREAT BLUE HERON WALKED ON SLENDER FEET THE DOG: A MODERN VARIATION OF ODYSSEUS RETURN HOME THE CASE OF THE COLLAR, OR ROSIE'S COLLAR, OR SHERLOCK HOLMES AS A VETERINARIAN
THE GREAT BLUE HERON WALKED ON SLENDER FEET |
And rain clouds drifted in the breeze The wind imparted tiny waves like furrows On the water by its feet. A large Ibis with green and rusty feathers Labored hard for food Its large curved beak in mud It thrust like spade. A young alligator-a baby still- Slow, out of water drew, and climbed to rest On widened twigs by flowering plants His yellow strips glittered in the air. And Mallard ducks dabbed in green duck weed -Like carpet made of silk- That clung to all that lived, in water's Slow persistent drift. There I walked on wooden decks And though I've seen and heard it all before: The sound of wind through tree tops leaves, and Birds' songs, to each, to all, that found at last their niche It stirred my heart and moved my soul to heights and peaks: Crystal clear, where flowers in perpetual bloom Sway within melodious tunes By heart I knew before, and still recall. Green Cay nature preserve, Florida. © Dr. Ehud Sela. No work herein may be reproduced in any way without expressed permission from the author. THE DOG: A MODERN VARIATION OF ODYSSEUS RETURN HOME At street's end Watching people walk in haste Ignoring a few extended hands And some girls: Called him by what they Thought his name But he refrained, unfazed Waited in the rain Then wagged his tail Leaped content Looking at the other end Where just across the bend Drenched his owner came Not knowing It was Argos waiting there. © Dr. Ehud Sela. No work herein may be reproduced in any way without expressed permission from the author. THE CASE OF THE COLLAR, OR ROSIE'S COLLAR, OR SHERLOCK HOLMES AS A VETERINARIAN Sweet Rosie, an eight-week-old Standard Poodle puppy has reached her loving new family. Rosie is an amazing dog, tender, loving, intelligent and within the first few hours bonded with her new family. Rosie's owners called me very concerned the day following her arrival because Rosie has developed what they thought were severe orthopedic and possible neurological problems. Rosie every few steps would pull one of her hind legs forward, trying, and at times reaching her body with her paws. "The owners conducted extensive research consulting Dr. Google," and it was clear and obvious that poor Rosie had something severely wrong with her. Upon presentation Rosie appeared happy and content and an amazing Puppy. Rosie whispered in my ears as I was examining her, that she thinks her new family thinks there is something wrong with her, but she senses that she is doing very well, and with a lick on my face asked me to tell her family that she is just fine, and that she would love to be a member of the family for many years to come. Rosie was right! Her physical exam revealed no abnormalities at all, but when we went to the lobby and let her run with her owners, she definitely would stop every now and then and presented the above-mentioned symptoms. As Rosie is still a little puppy, and a little klutzy, she would sometimes trip over and it was a little humorous, but not to offend Rosie, I kept a stoic expression. It appeared that Rosie was trying to scratch her body, but no skin lesions were seen. Why Rosie would be itchy? I asked myself, and mainly while running and playing? I further pondered, then, like in all great mysteries, the truth become apparent to me: it was her collar. Rosie received her new collar yesterday evening, and she was trying to remove it, as it was mainly bothering her while running and playing. I removed Rosie's collar, and all symptoms were resolved, no more neurological, orthopedic, or skin problems. As good old Sherlock Holmes would have concluded the case, he would have called it not the "The Hound of the Baskervilles," but The Hound and the Collar, Or Rosie's collar. One final note: upon leaving the office content with all her problems resolved, Rosie told me that if the collar had diamonds, she might consider it in a much more positive light. Dr. Ehud Sela, the Gentle Vet. © Dr. Ehud Sela. No work herein may be reproduced in any way without expressed permission from the author. THE STRANGLER FIG The strangler fig through you In early day the light and mist Float in sounds that only You can hear among the song of birds.
Your roots from top to bottom form Like wooden twisted ropes That search the earth below and Infatuated grip the soil.
A squirrel up your wooden arms Climbs and finds refuge at canopy's Green and vibrant leaves where myriad Other lives reside, some visible some not.
And I at kitchen's window stand early In the day, the milk warming in the microwave: My daily Latte fix.
Of your wooden arms and leafy boughs I think, your life's embrace, Your silent unpretentious rise Wanting nothing but the land. © Dr. Ehud Sela. No work herein may be reproduced in any way without expressed permission from the author. |