IN THE DEEP MIDWINTER
the fox pauses
a paw
left in mid air
resting upon
a clump of darkness
the fox listens intently
the countryside listens to the fox's
listening
a stillness fall
upon all
a snail stops mid wall
nothing moves
the fox's eye glistens
the world holds its breath
the fox trots
as if in a dream
across countryside that's never been
my face reflected
in the diorama
the museum closing for the night
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 3:41 PM UTC
IN THE DEEP MIDWINTER
the fox pauses
a paw
left in mid air
resting upon
a clump of darkness
the fox listens intently
the countryside listens to the fox's
listening
a stillness fall
upon all
a snail stops mid wall
nothing moves
the fox's eye glistens
the world holds its breath
the fox trots
as if in a dream
across countryside that's never been
my face reflected
in the diorama
the museum closing for the night
