Jack, Laurel, shoofoolatte, thanks! Laurel, the doe is one I saw Friday night as I was driving up to my mom's -- there was a van in front of me and the deer dashed out into the road, came so close to the van I swear she touched it, then (can a deer say "OH SHIT"?) wheeled around and ran back into the woods. My heart didn't slow down for at least 20 minutes -- if the van had hit her, not only would I have had to see a deer get hit which would have made me cry, but I probably would have ended up hitting the van depending on which way it swerved. Close call for all of us, it was.
I liked the vulture images a lot, the "complicated flock" made sense to me, and of course those efficient featherless red heads. . . The part of nature you didn't see so much on Wild Kingdom. . .
I've been back to revisit your deer today, Anne. It really got under my skin. It's very haiku-ish.
And you should write that other poem with the deer saying Oh shit. Seems those damned squirrels are saying oh shit in the middle of the road every day. I've never seen any animal second-guess itself more than squirrels.
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Oh, keep it up.
Whole thing's damned good, but #2 just knocks me down. God, it's good.
And "Safe Distance" would make one hell of a title for a book.
Glad I came here tonight. I can go to bed feeling like I read something worthwhile. I'll probably dream about that doe.
I like the poem very much. Makes me want to read more of your poems ...
Jack, Laurel, shoofoolatte, thanks! Laurel, the doe is one I saw Friday night as I was driving up to my mom's -- there was a van in front of me and the deer dashed out into the road, came so close to the van I swear she touched it, then (can a deer say "OH SHIT"?) wheeled around and ran back into the woods. My heart didn't slow down for at least 20 minutes -- if the van had hit her, not only would I have had to see a deer get hit which would have made me cry, but I probably would have ended up hitting the van depending on which way it swerved. Close call for all of us, it was.
I liked the vulture images a lot, the "complicated flock" made sense to me, and of course those efficient featherless red heads. . . The part of nature you didn't see so much on Wild Kingdom. . .
If it were me, I'd have the deer saying OH SHIT inside the poem. But that's just me.
Garbo, thanks! My sister volunteers at a raptor rehab center and she says turkey vultures are cute. I think she's finally cracked, myself.
Rebecca, I think that might be a different poem. *grin* I swear she did say OH SHIT though. Out loud.
I've been back to revisit your deer today, Anne. It really got under my skin. It's very haiku-ish.
And you should write that other poem with the deer saying Oh shit. Seems those damned squirrels are saying oh shit in the middle of the road every day. I've never seen any animal second-guess itself more than squirrels.
Oh Laurel -- thank you; that makes my day.
I think I may steal your second-guessing squirrels to add to the OH SHIT poem. Hehehe.
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