Deep Mist &
deep mist &
the coot dips its head
into marsh water
Poems on the topic: marsh
Poems on the topic “marsh” on Poets.by.
A Doe at Evening
As I went through the marshes
a doe sprang out of the corn
and flashed up the hill-side
leaving her fawn.
On the sky-line
she moved round to watch,
she pricked a fine black blotch
on the sky.
I looked at her
and felt her watching;
I became a strange being.
Still, I had my right to be there with her,
Her nimble shadow trotting
along the sky-line, she
put back her fine, level-balanced head.
And I knew her.
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