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Larry Hammer ([personal profile] larryhammer) wrote2019-09-23 07:50 am

“Rise up from the stump of sorrow, and be green also, / like the diligent leaves.”

For Poetry Monday:


Deer, John Drinkwater

Shy in their herding dwell the fallow deer.
They are spirits of wild sense. Nobody near
Comes upon their pastures. There a life they live,
Of sufficient beauty, phantom, fugitive,
Treading as in jungles free leopards do,
Printless as evelight, instant as dew.
The great kine are patient, and home-coming sheep
Know our bidding. The fallow deer keep
Delicate and far their counsels wild,
Never to be folded reconciled
To the spoiling hand as the poor flocks are;
Lightfoot, and swift, and unfamiliar,
These you may not hinder, unconfined
Beautiful flocks of the mind.


---L.

Subject quote from Flare, Mary Oliver.

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