small songs I sing
to join
my voice to other voices
hidden in the grass

Friday, November 16, 2012

[three deer . . .]

three deer
bedded down in the meadow
rising early
to browse the frozen stubble
I hunt for poems
Multiverses 1:1, June 2012

1 comment:

  1. This is great. Beautiful, and I can relate to it: the deer and hunting for poems! Four deer were browsing here in bright daylight just the other day, till the mama saw me on the porch with my camera.