meandering deer graze neatly
folded fields crossing five miles
downstream from one orchard
to another the way they often do
when autumn arrives
and frost furs each bud and blade
when there’s time enough
to dwell on the sacrifice
of woods and meadows
of newly-built nests
and repurposed burrows
of one last summer when fireflies
rehearsed their evening display and
the enfolding mountains prophets
one and all pointed toward an ocean
of seemingly boundless sky
(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
Image: Albert Bierstadt, Indian Sunset:
Deer by a lake (1880-90), oil on canvas
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