Apr 2015
The leaf-mottled
copperhead coiled
near my woodpile,
rendered sluggish
and harmless
by the cold,
makes no move
to strike.
Its flat eyes
simply stare,
as if to say:
welcome
to the Garden.
- mce
copperhead coiled
near my woodpile,
rendered sluggish
and harmless
by the cold,
makes no move
to strike.
Its flat eyes
simply stare,
as if to say:
welcome
to the Garden.
- mce
True TN story. We had snakes everywhere. You had to keep one eye on the ground.
