Poem of the Week | Fox by Fionnuala Ní Gheannáin
Fox
By Fionnuala Ní Gheannáin
Wintered Fox
Soft fur tufted
Conversation interrupted
Harsh winters slumber pale echo of transitory memory
Juicy carcass
Lush fruit of frosted morn cracks and bursts
In Narrow maw and then
Aware in silence turns – steady – stealth of ages
Juice dripping, swallows, advances, propelled in mind
Soft wet rivers inlaid in white furr’d spindles
Fox
Looks golden reflection
Beyond conjoined though
Noiseless, wordless, silent – Fox!
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