Joanna Gilman Hyde

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Tag: deer habitat


The Hawk Kitchen Outpost 7:30pm

I see the blush of sky

over The Atlantic

with The Moon above

the deer’s abandoned carrots —

the cats are out

& the deer are below

packed in the scrub spruce —

oh! I see one, two, three

down in the bog


contemplating a return


The Hawk Outpost 7:40pm

The Deer here are the colour

of very early Spring

They emerge from the undergrowth

like apparitions materializing

from rounded ears & noses

necks & torsos

heading for the neighbours’ carrots

on high-stepping dainty hooves

pausing only to blend Their buff coats

against a lawn

of very late winter


The Hawk Out Post 12:29pm

In The Little Wood

behind Our House

The Deer hide

and come out every evening

to feed upon the neighbour’s grain

and decorate Our Lawn with Their Trottings

returning to Their Wood

They know so well

as I know only by Its distant fa├žade:

under clouds edged in darker grey

a bank of scrub spruce

concealing creatures

Who may never know

The Sky


The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:55pm

Deer Trio Out Back

Stealthily Graze Well-marked Path

I Join Transfixed Cats

*title by WHB