10.14.2023 – cannot tell – world is

cannot tell – world is
grown so bad wrens make prey where
eagles dare not perch

I cannot tell. The world is grown so bad
That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch.
Since every Jack became a gentleman,
There’s many a gentle person made a Jack.

Richard III (Act I, Scene 3, Line 71)

I saw this feller today on at Fish Haul Beach on Hilton Head Island.

I kept getting closer and closer with my iPhone out with my finger poised over the VIDEO RECORD button waiting for the bird to fly off.

I got closer and closer.

The eagle kind of stared at me.

Stared at me as if say, What Fresh Hell is This?

I was at the beach.

The eagle was at the beach.

We decided to ignore each other and worry only about the world gone bad.