Keywords
sea gull, leaves, wedding
Document Type
Essay
Description
I finish with the lawn when the mail truck pulls up. It's Saturday. The afternoon breeze has gotten hung up in the canyon, and the leaves of the transplanted aspens refuse to quiver. Above the street, a sea gull glides a vigilant circle, surveying by cum each house on the cul-de-sac. His wings are grayish, his body a dazzling white, and every few moments he beats the air to stay afloat. He shimmers in the heat-any moment he might melt into sky. With the rumbling of the mail truck, his cries and flapping are a silent ballet.
Recommended Citation
Larsen, Lance
(1987)
"Sea gull,"
Inscape: Vol. 7:
No.
1, Article 38.
Available at:
https://scholarsarchive.byu.edu/inscape/vol7/iss1/38