Cavort
She lets me leave
thick green tangles
into tickling grass
and shining sun.
Free I leap
and kick
and bounce
and buck
and run
then oops
she calls.
I duck beneath
sharp wires
to brush
and bramble
to warm milk
sweet breath
rough tongue.
Judith Stanton
From
The Deer Diaries
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