Dark and the Light-Or-The Goose and the Bride
Dark and the Light- or- The Goose and the Bride
Act 1
Sunlit promenade juts majestically into the musical pond, spying a Hen Goose appearing to
be sitting on her nest at the end of the popular walkway. I imagined the poor girl had no idea
the odds were stacked against her hatchlings ever glimpsing sunlight.
Act 2
Each day I walked in the park, she was still there, her mate just off-shore, only leaping up
to the promenade to help repel anyone daring to venture down the narrow walkway. In a
flash, she would leap off her nest honking, hissing and snapping at intruders. I watched this
scene unfold with disbelief for three and a half weeks….still she was on her
nest…..sometimes I would come across unsuspecting victims of her assault, muttering
epitaphs of a goosely nature.
Act 3
Halfway through the fourth week, I looked and she was gone, maybe, I thought, she was
successful and had moved with her goslings to the more rugged north-park area of the
winding pond. Not seeing her there, I asked my friend, the park manager, if he knew of her
conclusion. He told me he found her eggs smashed, and one time, came upon adults kicking
the Mother Goose… I borrowed a line from the Black Sox Scandal “say it ain’t so, Joe!”
Act 4
Shaking my head, I proceeded on the path towards the promenade up ahead…. there, on the
very spot where she defended her brood ‘till death, posed a wedding couple, bathed in
afternoon sunlight, he in crisp black, she in billowing white, bringing light to darkness…..
Bringing light
to
darkness
Copyright © James Marshall Goff | Year Posted 2010
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