Looking for Wildlife at Ritter Island

black widow

black widow

I hope to see a great blue heron

glide through the air like a pterodactyl

or glimpse a vixen and her nearly grown kits

skulking through milkweed skeletons.

If I am lucky, I’ll see a rainbow flash

as a trout snatches a damselfly.

I’m in thrall to the surrealness

of whitetail deer springing across a meadow

with their pogo stick legs

or a pretty little cottontail

sitting speechless by the trail.

But today, a shiny black widow

startles me as she surreptitiously spins

behind the toilet in the women’s lavatory.


About Judy Grigg Hansen
I write poetry and nonfiction, and I am passionate about the people, places, and wildflowers of Idaho and the Northwest.

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