three deer eating tomatoes
glance up the hill to the house

two adolescents and a doe
who’ll scour the woods this winter
…………..   foraging until
when all else is gone
bark will do

……… ….. but under a blazing sun
on a globe situated so,
perfectly placed to draw springs of blood
from the earth—
with fountains rich and provident enough
to vitalize its dark soil

we wander now in fresh skin coats to browse;
to nose for stuff that makes us spark
now among red tomatoes all’s well
as we’re oblivious to an age of bark

Jim Culleny


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