THE OSPREY To whom certain water talents -- Webbed feet, oils - do not occur, Regulates his liquid acre >From the sky, his proper element. There, already, his eye removes The trout each fathom magnifies. He lives without compromise, His unamphibious two lives -- An inextinguishable bird whom No lake waters waterlog. He shakes his feathers like a dog, It's all of air that ferries him. -- Michael Longley (born 1939 Belfast)