I heard a heavy swoosh
from above and watched
as a barred owl flapped
its pterodactyl wings
with intimidating grace
and low-lying speed.
She landed with precision
upon a startled branch
I gasped and stared
she stood and gazed back.
She reminded me of
a nesting doll
all round and robed
regal and inquiring
a soft feathery shawl
wrapped around
her head and neck.
Some animals perceive
ongoing stares
as signs of aggression
but she seemed intrigued
so I continued staring
into the dark well of her eyes
and experienced myself
reflected back
in new and wondrous ways.
I then thought of babies
and how they look up
at their parents
with those thirsty gazes
wanting to be taken in
to be mirrored and met
how each interaction
helps them
to experience themselves
as someone who is here
and someone who is ...
real.
- Lauren Taub Cohen
