1.there is no sanctuarybut here, waitingin the soft betweenrib and hipand small of back. 2.first light we walked the waters edgeamid the silence and the shuffling reedswaiting for the dawn flight of egretshundreds of white wingsflying the seam between river and skylike breath across the water. 3.we came here to this placethis steep catchment slopein…