If Was Then Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

If was then

In the sun, after hail,
Went to find the eagles.

Could not see,
Were absent.

Walked around, took pictures
Not worried of number.

With new ways, system,
Neither counted nor cared!

In the world of pixels,
Kept shooting, knew then
Can delete the excess.

But in mind I thought of
The old days cameras.

Had to buy the right size
Of film-roll, ASA.

Had it been same, never
I would shoot, fearless.

In absence of eagles
Had chance for new taste.

In place of eagle
In middle of the lake
I saw big black bird
Sat proud and governed.

Spent time and effort,
Added to images.

Later, when was close
Felt something strange,
On throne of eagle
On the log, cormorant,
Opened wings and flapped.