Head plunged into water,
body upturned, rear protruding
from the shallow creek.
Tongue like a piston, he sucks water,
thrusts it from his wide grey bill,
sieves insects and seeds.
Soft brown feathers edged in cream,
brown-streaked eye, buff face,
On the grassy banks,
a female calls; a raucous quack.
He flaps his wings, iridescent green,
climbs onto shore.