spring
tag
back
and forth
in half
a forest
a culvert
running
through
it
and a
surprise
deer
at the edge
lifting
her
head
staring at
the children
she doesn’t have
yet
spring
tag
back
and forth
in half
a forest
a culvert
running
through
it
and a
surprise
deer
at the edge
lifting
her
head
staring at
the children
she doesn’t have
yet
.
.
.
the cold
our shadows
shiver
a field
of wind and deer
the cold
the cold
moonlight
and snowlight
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First published in LYNX, XXVI:1, February 2011
a buck and a fawn …
ouch! I skinned
my knee!